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Mr. Hyde
03:49
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Once you came in my bar
my mind wasn't sure, my heart decided
I was in a rush, I wanted to find some company
so I acted as I were the girl you wanted me to be
I'll never hide Mr. Hyde again
sounds crazy but I'm not the one I've been
I've always drunk too much
I've always talked too fast
but I did it because I was afraid to be alone
Who's next?
I'm a dog
I'm wagging my tail
can't learn by mistakes
Just find someone to be kind with
to be two
and at dinner time you fill the quite in my nights
I'll never hide Mr. Hyde again
sounds crazy but I'm not the one I've been
I've always drunk too much
I've always talked too fast
but I did it 'cause I was afraid to be alone again
Sometimes I was happy there, yeah
I'm looking for you to fill the quite in my nights
I'll never hide Mr. Hyde again
sounds crazy but I'm not the one I've been
I'll never hide Mr. Hyde again
sounds crazy but I am not
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Telephone
02:19
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I do not like things that I hate so much, they don't make me feel better
and my psych said I never get rid of it enough
like those calls on the phone
Are you laughing, are you mad?
I'm not a jug free of desire
I'll tell you, I'll tell you
what I've got on my own
I'll tell you, I'll tell you
what I've got on my own
Nothing compares to the time we wasted, that time you owe me
talking on and on about yourself
what do you think my smile is coming from?
Right here behind, deepest
I do have also some requests
Now I don't mind, 'cause deep inside of me
I'll tell you, I'll tell you
what I've got on my own
I'll tell you, I'll tell you
what I've got on my own
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Woman
03:29
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You've just left our home
the lunch ended and dishes are done
I'm sitting on our bed alone
into the silence, in a room just for two
And the only thing that I need or want
is just my guitar and a set of blue chords
that even if I don't know why
they are keeping on slowly making me cry
Laughing and smiling, talking and praying,
I don't know what I am doing this for
I'm searching for an answer, but It's just that answer
to be your woman is too hard to be truth
I can't see my fault or my sin
we are spending our time from alcohol to screaming
I don't want to leave you my love
but I've no tears, no voice, no more words
And laughing and smiling, talking and praying
I don't know what I am doing this for
I am searching for an answer, but It's just that answer
to be your woman is too hard to be truth
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4. |
Harlem
03:31
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Looking for the summer stars
blows my mind behind
Julia drives her summer car
she was a night behind
Gentle voices in the dark
Will you take my hand?
You don't need anything
in Beulah land
Looking for the summer stars
Will you take my hand?
Started to bleed the lane
Drive back to Harlem
down on the road
follow the lilies lane go along with you
When the angels are coming, the wheel still rolls
follow the lilies lane go along with you
Mummy sleeps, the cradle falls
light around the bend
Julia drives her summer car
now Julia is lying there
Petal rose on the summer tar
sky tonight gets red
clouds are crying fired drops
Drive back to Harlem
down on the road
follow the lilies lane go along with you
When the angels are coming, the wheel still rolls
follow the lilies lane go along with you
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5. |
New York Walk
02:22
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I was walking down the street
go on over again,
big city's eyes are on my back
Trying blending through sidewalk and cans
black neighborhood,
they're on my back
While I was walking on the third street
a night of summer in New York
Streetlights are all above the shadows of the trees
and someone is following on my back
I could ignore it, It's just a moment I said
I'll turn the key and I'll be safe and I said
But suddenly someone rang the bell and he said
The shadow in coat took his hand and he said
You should drown yourself in the tub dear
hot water all above your head
You should drown yourself in the tub dear
And make the tiles getting wet
Oh, I'm coming over
I'm getting closer
Oh, you should just let me come inside
Mistakes are trying to define us
It's an evil tricky trap, we're passing time trying to hide 'em
past is knocking on the door again
It's the devil with his puzzles again
And I'll try once again to do not let
Him coming deep inside my head dear
hot water all above my head
I should drown myself in the tub dear
I'll make the tiles getting wet
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