lirik lagu fickle, fickle, fickle – david f. bello
on the lawn before the watch
on the grass under your crotch
beneath the blanket and the earth
what i’m thinking i’m not sure
i could leave or i could move
burning paths and setting grooves
finding nothing on the way
i don’t know what job to take
undecided
i’ll wait until the answer bites my nails
undeclared
i’ll let your hair down in subway rails
and if you call to me now, it’s too late
if i learn all i can read
then i’ll make the money i will need
to feed the children we will have
or just a retriever or a lab
in a house in the suburbs near
a bigger city that we can fear
when we dance in clubs downtown
we’ll get home at 3 am somehow
outside lights, smoking in cars
collect the smell of empty bars
and watch them fill for lack of
people in the pictures on its walls
lirik lagu lainnya :
- kumpulan lirik lagu coals › lirik lagu omamy – coals
- kumpulan lirik lagu 2 › lirik lagu fumblin – 2
- kumpulan lirik lagu skylo › lirik lagu code! – skylo
- kumpulan lirik lagu mikeone ita › lirik lagu wtf idk – mikeone (ita)
- kumpulan lirik lagu zooks › lirik lagu no one’s callin’ – zooks
- kumpulan lirik lagu verena › lirik lagu hanya sementara – verena
- kumpulan lirik lagu elisa › lirik lagu quello che manca – elisa
- kumpulan lirik lagu camo23 › lirik lagu shawty – camo23
- kumpulan lirik lagu ex omerta › lirik lagu thought this was love – ex ømerta
- kumpulan lirik lagu f dog › lirik lagu all club no love – f-dog