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Such Confidence

Just sit down, and let it be, if only today, if only for me,
that day, what exactly were you selling, preach?
It's misery, these screaming dreams, you see, we all gotta get so broken eventually
and most shouldn't strut around with such confidence
because most of the time, your feet are the same whether he's there or not,
and most of the time, my feet were the same whether you were here or not,
and I take it hard, I take it to heart, and it tears me apart
and I get so tired in that 3 o'clock sun,
it grows right on time, right in front of me,
I've seen some days, and in some ways, I'm always in and out of living in the now
but it sheds years when you still smell the cedar,
Explain to me,
I wish I could find a god's teeth to grit them for him
I'd cut off his ears, put them to my heart, he'd hear me break,
I'd make it obvious to see,
show him a face like water frozen over,
a face that's absorbed everything,
show him it was the wrong day,
show him that I've seen my reach,
explain to me,
just sit down, let it be, if only today, if only for me
I've tried to forget what was said after the fact,
I'm talking to my own soul,
I bottle these potent thoughts,
I'm not obtuse anymore,
I'm not talking to anyone,
I'm not a door anymore
explain to me,
honestly, I don't know if I'd believe if you walked right on time, right in front of me.
 

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Ramo verde

Dime ramo verde
Donde vas a dar
Porque si te pierdes
Yo te iré a buscar
Si me pierdo que me busquen
A la luz del mediodá­a
Donde cae la nieve a copos
Y el agua serena y frá­a.
 
Dime ramo verde
Donde vas a dar
Porque si te pierdes
Yo te iré a buscar
Algun dá­a dije yo
Que olvidarte era la muerte
Ahora ya me da lo mismo
Olvidarte que quererte.
 

Música de fondo para cualquier fiesta animada

Había una vez, resultado de un juez
que era amante de los jueves,
Un gran señor que sufría el deshonor
de sus sirvientas infieles
 
Y una mujer neurótica sirviendo el té,
en las habitaciones de algún juez,
disponible el primer jueves del mes.
 
Había una vez, una casa con tres
personas en una mesa.
Uno en inglés, otro hablaba en francés
y el otro hablaba en caliente.
 
Cada uno mantenía su conversación
que giraba en tres temas en cuestión,
amor libre, propiedad y represión.
 
Y en la casa la noche pasa amablemente,
el señor con el juez, y el juez indiferente,
si alguien se ríe...(ay... ahh ahh ahh...)
 
Había una vez un país al revés
y todo era diferente.
Todo el dolor, el oro y el sol
pertenecían a la gente.
 
En esa casa dividieron el pastel
y no dejaron nada sin comer,
la bandeja se la llevó la sirvienta.
 

Lover From Another World

The Mythical Lover
My love for you
has driven me insane
I wander aimlessly
the ruins of my life
my old self a stranger to me
Because of your love
I have broken with my past
My longing for you
Keeps me
in this moment
My passion
gives me courage
I look for you
in my innermost being
I used to read
the myths of love
Now I have become
the mythical lover
 
I Am And I Am Not
I’m drenched
in the flood
which has yet to come
I’m tied up
in the prison
which has yet to exist
 
Not having played
the game of chess
I’m already the checkmate
 
Not having tasted
a single cup of your wine
I’m already drunk
 
Not having entered
the battlefield
I’m already wounded and slain
 
I no longer
know the difference
between image and reality
 
Like the shadow
I am
And
I am not
 
The Agony And Ecstasy Of Divine Discontent
 
In the orchard and rose garden
I long to see your face.
In the taste of Sweetness
I long to kiss your lips.
In the shadows of passion
I long for your love.
 
Oh! Supreme Lover!
Let me leave aside my worries.
The flowers are blooming
with the exultation of your Spirit.
 
By Allah!
I long to escape the prison of my ego
and lose myself
in the mountains and the desert.
 
These sad and lonely people tire me.
I long to revel in the drunken frenzy of your love
and feel the strength of Rustam in my hands.
 
I’m sick of mortal kings.
I long to see your light.
With lamps in hand
the sheiks and mullahs roam
the dark alleys of these towns
not finding what they seek.
 
You are the Essence of the Essence,
The intoxication of Love.
I long to sing your praises
but stand mute
with the agony of wishing in my heart.
 

Kevin

Play the Macklemore Quiz
'Kevin'
(with Ryan Lewis)
(feat. Leon Bridges)
 
OK, OK
Yeah
We live tonight
Check it, now
 
[Macklemore:]
I seen pain, I felt the losses
Attended funerals and seen coffins
21 years old, an angel was lost here
Wings clipped by the grip of 80 milligram sniffs of oxycontin
Everyday through the nostrils
Never went away, never does it stop there
Death a line or two away and a couple tall cans
Cause you never know when God is gonna call, man
Precious, what we all share
I said peace at 5:30, the next time that I saw him was in the hands of the pallbearer
What if I would've never gone and dropped him off there?
Blaming myself, in hysterics, screaming 'It's not fair!'
21 years old with a book of rhymes he was gonna recite to the globe
Only thing to numb the pain besides that shit in his nose
He was gonna quit tomorrow, we're all gonna quit tomorrow
Just get us through the weekend, and then Monday follows
Then it's Wednesday, then it's 'fuck it, I'm already feeling hollow'
Might as well go crack a seal and might as well go chug a bottle
Might as well go pop a pill and go and band-aid that problem
And escape this world, vacate this world
Cause I hate myself
No praying's gonna cure this pain
 
[Leon Bridges:]
Doctor, please, give me a dose of the American Dream
Put down the pen and look in my eyes
We're in the waiting room and something ain't right
All this is on you, we're over-prescribed
 
[Macklemore:]
For me and Kev
He went up in jail, institutions are dead
And with our lives, we play Russian Roulette
And try to find a life where we could be content
Cause for us, we're just trying to minimize the fear of being alive
And now my little brother is in the sky
From a pill that a doctor prescribed
That a drug-dealing billion dollar industry supplied
And the cops never go and profile at night
Yeah, the, the, the orange plastic with the white top they sell to you
Has us looking for the answers and that instead of you
Quick fix, whatever'll do
We just gonna neglect the truth
Because a doctor with a license played God and said it's cool
Played God and said it's cool
But me? I don't blame Kev or his mom freebasing while pregnant with him
I blame the pharmacy companies
And country that spends trillions fighting a war they supplying themselves
Politicians and business and jail
Public defenders and judges who fail
Look at Kevin, look at Kevin
Now he's wrapped in plastic
First dealer was his mom's medicine cabinet
Got anxiety, better go and give him a Xanax
Focus, give him Adderall, sleep, give him Ambien
'Til he's walking 'round the city looking like a mannequin
Ups and downs, shooting up prescriptions you're handing him
So America, is it really worth it? I'm asking you
 
[Leon Bridges:]
Doctor, please, give me a dose of the American Dream
Put down the pen and look in my eyes
We're in the waiting room and something ain't right
All this is on you, we're over-prescribed
 
Doctor, your medicine and your methods
Can't cure my disease without killing me
You're killing me, you're killing me
You're killing me, you're killing me
Doctor, your medicine and your methods
Can't cure my disease without killing me
You're killing me, you're killing me
You're killing me, you're killing me