Motorcycle Industry (The)
We Can't All Be From Long Island
January, you had barely met meI got cold and wanted to sleepBut yeah, you talked me out, you laid me outBefore they burned the world's playgroundWell, that's how it goes;The new and the oldIt must feel good, to have some control, yeahBut when the ball falls,Are you gonna be with those you love?And when the clouds come down,Are you finally gonna see just what's above?If I were you, oh my son, I wouldn't worry muchThe time will come, the time will come, for usAnd in my mind, she sits on her windowsillPlanning out for her next killThought I'd found my place for onceHiding out from the scorching sunYeah, you wish that your time was spentWith someone else, to get your kicksWell sorry, I just couldn't be a stronger guy,A better me, yeahLetras de cancionesBut when the ball falls,Are you gonna be with those you love?And when the clouds come down,Are you finally gonna see just what's above?If I were you, oh my son, I wouldn't worry muchThe time has come, the time has come, for usBut when the lights are off and the curtain falls,I'll be left with looming doubtsAnd an ever-increasing debtBut I can't find my friends tonight,So just leave me alone, alone
From Letras Mania