Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Geluid


Koppel


Moeilijkheidsgraad


Accent



interfacetaal

nl

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie beleid   |   Steun   |   FAQ
1
registreren / inloggen
Lyrkit

doneren

5$

Lyrkit

doneren

10$

Lyrkit

doneren

20$

Lyrkit

En/of steun mij op sociaal gebied. netwerken:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
The Menzingers

Strain Your Memory

 

Strain Your Memory

(album: Hello Exile - 2019)


May the highways cross their fingers and hope
That we may one day find ourselves home
She sticks her head outside the passenger window
Sighs as traffic stops and goes
It's been two weeks now living in this southern town
We hoped the change would change our restless minds
A little rewind to a simpler time
I swear it's temporary living in this cheap motel
Somewhere in the bible belt

We made love at that Marietta Motel 6
You fell asleep on my shoulder of commitment
Took it as a sign everything would be fine
Sometimes it takes these kind of nights just to realize
How we want to spend the rest of our lives

Could a diamond in the rough ever be enough
I've been mining for your love
Since the day that we met
I've spent every second in your minefield digging it up
Can you strain your memory back to the times
When trouble wasn't always, always on our minds
Trouble wasn't always on our minds
Back to the times when trouble wasn't always on our minds

And now the hotel maids were banging down the door
As if they came looking for some answers
When ya gonna leave? Where ya gonna go?
Will you get your shit together?
When are you gonna marry her?
Well maybe you don't deserve her
Maybe the whole thing was doomed from the start
This inquisition is tearing me apart

Could a diamond in the rough ever be enough
I've been mining for your love
Since the day that we met
I've spent every second in your minefield digging it up
Can you strain your memory back to the times
When trouble wasn't always on our minds
Can you strain your memory one more time
When trouble wasn't always, always on our minds
When trouble wasn't always on our minds
Back to the times when trouble wasn't always on our minds

klaar

Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?