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Píseň: Telephone

Interpret:
Support Lesbiens
Album:
Soft Collection
7 and 7 10 51 is number i dialed, but had no fun, heart beating wild before i hung up, christ, what was i thinking i´ve told myself a thousand times, at last it´s only simple lines there´s more than i could ever give, but what i´ve been giving, the answer comes the more i´m thinking, all i got to give´s my soul, but i thought that´s what i´m giving, now i´m living sole


Day everything´s alone, in all yet another coming
day everything´s away, sun lost its light
day everything´s alone, in all yet another coming
day everything´s away,and all there is, all there is running


7 and 7 10 51 is number i dialed, but had no fun,
the more i dialed the more i drank, each shot just lead me to a hung
more than i could ever give, but the telephone not ringing and after all to sore i´m driven, so i´m singing


Day everything´s alone, in all yet another coming
day everything´s away, sun lost its light
day everything´s alone, in all yet another coming
day everything´s away,and all there is, all there is running


Glowing in a bottle of my lies glowing of my lies won´t make me change nothing at all i do for you is right, all i can tell you, about the same there´s nothing but my ego till a fall there´s nothing but a silly frosted brain so, there´s no one calling for my name the telephone ain´t ringing is it a deaf telephone still the telephone ain´t ringing


7 and 7 10 51 is number i dialed, but had no fun


Day everything´s alone, in all yet another coming
day everything´s away, sun lost its light
day everything´s alone, in all yet another coming
day everything´s away,and all there is, all there is running


Glowing in a bottle of my lies glowing of my lies won´t make me change nothing at all i do for you is right, all i can tell you, about the same,there´s nothing but my ego till a fall there´s nothing but a silly frosted brain there´s no one calling for my name