Give Up

The District Sleeps Alone Tonight Smeared black ink... your palms are sweaty And I'm barely listening to last demands I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath Where I am Where I am I'll wear my badge... A vinyl sticker with big b

I am thinking it's a sign That the freckles in our eyes Are mirror images and When we kiss they're perfectly aligned And I have to speculate That God Himself did make Us into corresponding shapes Like puzzle pieces from the clay And true it may seem

[ti:The Competition] [ar:Miles Kane] [al:Give Up] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.50]The Competition - Miles Kane [00:15.60]Competition [00:17.18] [00:18.87]Nervous laughter [00:20.74] [00:22.07]Celebration [00:24.05] [00:25.56]Happy ever after [00:27.71] [0

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GIVE UP music by i am robot and proud lyrics by lasah I hear your footsteps disappear as the district sleeps somewhere we can't go back, somewhere we won't look back. we've said goodbye to three uneven shadows, to silhouettes we couldn't reach. like

stop! ok you can press it you can push but it will always be the same and i've been waiting so long anyway... how does it feel to be free again? i want to fall in love again i want to feel the summer flame you know i really want to stay i have to go

last week I had the strangest dream that everything was exactly how it seemed where there was never any mystery of who shot john f. kennedy it was just a man with something to prove slightly bored and severly confused he steadied his rifle with his t

People call me superstitious Well they'd better watch their tongue This one is so malicious Got me on the hit and run Mirrors and suicide It's got me terrified Shock horror deep inside Intuition never lies You always get what you want Just by strutti

I use the rags of betrayal and the fuel of desperation to light a fire. This temper is lost upon me, though it is sure to find you momentarily. I cannot afford to spend emotions on you, for I owe you nothing. My fury is unbreakable. I feel only the p

I'll be the grapes fermented, Bottled and served with the table set in my finest suit Like a perfect gentlemen I'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the ancient brick Where you will sit and contemplate your day I'll be the waterwings that save you

[Verse 1] (I've I've, I've I've) Tell me why at this way Tell me that it'll change someday I'll be the one that can satisfy you If I can rectify it (I've I've, I've I've) A few things have got to change A few things in my way I guess I'll set the tho

[ti:Give Up] [ar:CSS] [al:Donkey] [00:-2.00]CSS - Give Up [00:-1.00] [00:00.00]Lyrics by LK歌词组 Rock小分队 Kevin Boul [00:27.00] [00:27.59]Stop! [00:29.16]Ok [00:30.15]You can press it [00:31.01]You can push but it will always be the same [00:33.05]and I

[ti:Give Up] [ar:CSS] [al:Donkey] [00:-2.00]CSS - Give Up [00:-1.00] [00:00.00]Lyrics by LK歌词组 Rock小分队 Kevin Boul [00:27.00] [00:27.59]Stop! [00:29.16]Ok [00:30.15]You can press it [00:31.01]You can push but it will always be the same [00:33.05]and I

This place is a prison And these people aren't your friends Inhaling thrills through $20 bills And the tumblers are drained and then flooded again And again Ther're guards at the on ramps armed to the teeth And you may case the grounds from the casca

I've got a cupboard with cans of food, filtered water, And pictures of you and i'm not coming out Until this is all over And i'm looking through the glass where the light bends At the cracks And i'm screaming at the top of my lungs pretending The ech

The seaside vultures are swarming as their heroes return home. They consume off the popularity they might gain. False praise and fake smiles. You watch from your closet, your clothes so tight, And the girl on your arm is just for tonight Swallow up t

Give Up - Low Roar I won't wake A wealthy man someday Cause the sun don't follow me I won't wake Without a song to sing Nothing to some Everything to me On my worst I'll do my best To make it seem Like I am happy I've grown numb Dry as my tear ducts