Emily Haines piosenki
Utwory wykonawcy:
Sprig
Fresh when sleeping meant every other night Falling asleep for the fifth time Early in the morning Awake in terror, words staring back at him, never to be used Their hands on hold So quiet, they could hear eachother's thinking, denying Garner interest,...
Telethon
When I'm on will you leave me on? When I'm on will you leave me on? And when I'm down will you let me get under? Take cover, can't hide without a house Newspapers blow over Can't walk past the driveway without asking for direction So full of stupi...
The Bank
Whatever it is spit it into a bottle and sell it to me I’m looking to buy freedom from my sobriety Just like Huey Lewis I need a new drug I need a new drink I need a new drug that does what it should So take me to the bank Take me to the bar Can you...
The Last Page
Hover through the foggy vapours, Until I see you in a dream, Singing animals to sleep... By the way, it's over without you. I'm in the way, I'm in the way. I'm in the way, I'm in the way. Lights out to midnight. Sleep all day (yeah, yeah, yeah) (Sha...
The Lottery
I only wanted what everyone wanted since bras started burning up ribs in the 60's. Favors are flying, faces are falling, all I desire is to never be waiting. If that’s a crime let’s commit it. There’s a new crime, sexual suicide. When our underwire...
The Maid
Bros before hos disagree on the sidelines. Fight for a fee, the man needs a maid. The maid needs a maid. Bros before hos is a rule, read the guidelines you trouble me your breasts heave when you sing your mouth should be working for me for free....
The View
Who deserves a pretty tangle dream Green hillside, hands inside hands I lay before you like unclaimed land You drove your bulldozer over Wrote your name in the sand I am new, watch the smoke move through You've got this world, and the wine in your hand...
Winning
To never open a book Always reading a magazine Out-spent, betting if it looks like women you haven't been Knives don't have your back I wait and I count The knives don't have your back I wait and I count to the last breath we take What we make doesn't m...