Archivi dell'autore:daniele ceccolini

di Gibbard

DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE

I’ve got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots; that my tongue is tied off
My brain’s repeating if you’ve got an impulse, let it out!
But they never make it past my mouth

This is the sound of settling
This is the sound of settling

Our youth is fleeting
Old age is just around the bend
And I can’t wait to go gray
And I’ll sit and wonder
Of every love that could have been
If I’d only thought of something charming to say Bop-ba (bop-ba)
This is the sound of settling
Bop-ba, bop-ba (bop-ba)…

di Selway, C.Greenwood, J.Greenwood, O’Brien, Yorke

RADIOHEAD

I’m lost, I’m a ghost
Dispossessed, taken host
My hunger burns a bullet hole
A spectre of my mortal soul
These rumors and suspicion
Anger is a poison
The only truth that I could see
Is when you put your lips to me
Future’s tricked by the past
Spectre, how he laughs

Fear puts a spell on us
Always second-guessing love
My hunger burns a bullet hole
A spectre of my mortal soul
The only truth that I can see
Spectre has come for me…