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

Som


Interface


Nível de dificuldade


Sotaque



Interface de linguagem

pt

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Política de cookies   |   Suporte   |   FAQ
1
cadastre-se / faça login
Lyrkit

doar

5$

Lyrkit

doar

10$

Lyrkit

doar

20$

Lyrkit

E/ou me apoie nas redes sociais. redes:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
LUMP

Curse Of The Contemporary

 

Curse Of The Contemporary

(álbum: LUMP - 2018)


If you should be bored in California
I'm sure I'm not the first to warn ya
Don't read in too much to all the signs and turns
Keep your wits about you with your mind freedom

If you should be bored in California
I'm sure I'm not the last to warn ya
The natives scaled the mountains for the promise of the sea
But deem the land unworthy of the evidently

We salute the sun because
When the day is done
We can't believe what we've become
Something else to pray upon
And evidently
It's just another vanity
Another something to believe
The curse of the contemporary

We salute the sun because
When the day is done
We can't believe what we've become
Something else to pray upon
And evidently
It's just another vanity
Another something to believe
The curse of the contemporary

(Curse of the contemporary)

If you should be bored in California
I'm sure I'm not the first to warn ya
Don't read in too much to all the signs and turns
Keep your wits about you with your mind freedom

If you should be bored in California
I'm sure I'm not the last to warn ya
The natives scaled the mountains for the promise of the sea
But deem the land unworthy of the evidently

We salute the sun because
When the day is done
We can't believe what we've become
Something else to pray upon
And evidently
It's just another vanity
Another something to believe
The curse of the contemporary

We salute the sun because
When the day is done
We can't believe what we've become
Something else to pray upon
And evidently
It's just another vanity
Another something to believe
The curse of the contemporary

feito

Você adicionou todas as palavras desconhecidas dessa música?