Paroles de Bridle

Sage Francis

pochette album Bridle
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Date de parution : 29/01/2008

Durée : 0:02:11

Style : Hip Hop/Rap



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Maze broken
She's runnin'
Feet swollen
He's commin'
She's stolen

And before he even knows it she's gone.
Tea cups sittin' on the hollow tree stumps
He's dumped, and can't seem to swallow these lumps

The best goes on

Same fire

New passion
Old flame
Trade it in for a summer fling
There's nothing like that sweet old song

Tip over

Root the trees
Bend the leaves

Blend in with the open wound
The freeze frames keep him warm

The day's frost is scrapped off the weight loss
The new sign that says keep off
As he speeds off into the storm

Out of sight the lighting strikes him twice
He's peeking out on the pike and cheatin life
Pealing out on the lawn

Now he's idling
In his mind he's figuring out life's about the little things
His time is dwindling

And his labyrinth
And all his magnificent can only keep the mike straps
The princess is innocent

She doesn't belong

(i never thought i'd miss you)

They had a ceremony where he put her in a bridle, the headstall
She stop to think for a minute, and in a split second went a wall.
(i never thought i'd miss you)
He draws in the chin as in a expression of resentment or scorn

He's pullin' on the rains, the bridle, the shower the storm
The maze, the high tower, clouds are at war
The rains, the bridle, the shower, the storm
The maze, high tower, clouds are at war
The rains, the bridle, the shower, the storm
The maze, the high tower, clouds are at war, clouds are at war, clouds are at war

(i never thought i'd miss you) repeat 3x

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