Song | The Band |
Artist | Mando Diao |
Album | Bring 'Em In |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I’ve played that song from long ago | |
When every morning longed to fall | |
It broke my sighs and my regrets | |
It stumbled on the steps | |
You’ve build for climbing towards me | |
Now it feels like sinners in the sun | |
When I said, | |
I said, "I’d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
I took you down on ouzo | |
And now I think | |
I’d rather see you dead | |
I said, "I’d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
You took me down on ouzo | |
And then you said you'd rather see me dead, dead | |
If my depression stood the wind | |
I spat the devil up his chin | |
It couldn’t do me any harm | |
It roughed my steel and shut my mouth | |
My late impression | |
Oh, that rain that’s itching on my skin | |
When I said, | |
I said, "I’d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
I took you down on ouzo | |
And now I think | |
I’d rather see you dead | |
I said, "I’d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
You took me down on ouzo | |
And then you said you'd rather see me dead, dead | |
Well, I mean | |
Hold me, scratch my shoulder | |
Fold me, sue me, watch me going mad | |
I said, I said, "I’d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
I took you down on ouzo | |
And now I think | |
I’d rather see you dead | |
I said, "I’d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
You took me down on ouzo | |
And then you said you'd rather see me dead, dead |
I' ve played that song from long ago | |
When every morning longed to fall | |
It broke my sighs and my regrets | |
It stumbled on the steps | |
You' ve build for climbing towards me | |
Now it feels like sinners in the sun | |
When I said, | |
I said, " I' d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
I took you down on ouzo | |
And now I think | |
I' d rather see you dead | |
I said, " I' d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
You took me down on ouzo | |
And then you said you' d rather see me dead, dead | |
If my depression stood the wind | |
I spat the devil up his chin | |
It couldn' t do me any harm | |
It roughed my steel and shut my mouth | |
My late impression | |
Oh, that rain that' s itching on my skin | |
When I said, | |
I said, " I' d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
I took you down on ouzo | |
And now I think | |
I' d rather see you dead | |
I said, " I' d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
You took me down on ouzo | |
And then you said you' d rather see me dead, dead | |
Well, I mean | |
Hold me, scratch my shoulder | |
Fold me, sue me, watch me going mad | |
I said, I said, " I' d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
I took you down on ouzo | |
And now I think | |
I' d rather see you dead | |
I said, " I' d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
You took me down on ouzo | |
And then you said you' d rather see me dead, dead |
I' ve played that song from long ago | |
When every morning longed to fall | |
It broke my sighs and my regrets | |
It stumbled on the steps | |
You' ve build for climbing towards me | |
Now it feels like sinners in the sun | |
When I said, | |
I said, " I' d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
I took you down on ouzo | |
And now I think | |
I' d rather see you dead | |
I said, " I' d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
You took me down on ouzo | |
And then you said you' d rather see me dead, dead | |
If my depression stood the wind | |
I spat the devil up his chin | |
It couldn' t do me any harm | |
It roughed my steel and shut my mouth | |
My late impression | |
Oh, that rain that' s itching on my skin | |
When I said, | |
I said, " I' d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
I took you down on ouzo | |
And now I think | |
I' d rather see you dead | |
I said, " I' d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
You took me down on ouzo | |
And then you said you' d rather see me dead, dead | |
Well, I mean | |
Hold me, scratch my shoulder | |
Fold me, sue me, watch me going mad | |
I said, I said, " I' d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
I took you down on ouzo | |
And now I think | |
I' d rather see you dead | |
I said, " I' d die for you" | |
Or was it in my head? | |
You took me down on ouzo | |
And then you said you' d rather see me dead, dead |