Scott Stapp - Surround me
Tekst :
They say no man’s an island but I tend to disagree
I guess they’ve never seen my island,
And where it lies at sea
I’m lost inside my memory.
I’m still in disbelief.
If I could paint a picture for you this is what you’d see
I’m down on my knees
Begging you to rescue me
Please stop me
Don’t let me run
Surround me…Surround me…now
A wounded man sounds desperate when he’s lost all his belief
Can you look into my eyes and say you won’t betray me
We’re running out of time
How precious time can be
I’m counting all the moments of the times you could have helped me
I’m down on my knees
Begging you to rescue me
Please stop me
Don’t let me run
Surround me…Surround me
I’m down on my knees
Begging you to rescue me
Please stop me
Don’t let me run
Surround me…Surround me
Surround me now
Surround me now.
Inne utwory
You will soar Hard way The great divide Reach out Fight song Let me go Sublime Broken Relearn love Justify Losowe utwory
Ref.x2
Znasz mnie, chyba nie, jestem P.D.G,
śnię życia sen, dzień za dniem tu w betonie,
w Babilonie, gdzie ego w bilonie tonie,
pulsują skronie, słowo płynie po nieboskłonie
Kroczę P.D.G drogą
na pohybel moim wrogom
już nie raz przypłaciłem to drogo...
I know that I want you
I know that I need you
But I can t pretend that
This ll make it right
You whisper your name
But I can t hear you
Don t leave me behind
Lend me your hand
I can feel them
I think...
Poison in your spoony pate
threatens naturê and the worid
think about it don t be dumb
slowly slowly look around
I m screaming but nobody hear it
it s time to wake up and to stop
I m screaming do somebody feel it
should know that your time...
Ela é dona do jogo
Ela é dona da banca
Sabe que está podendo e por isso brinca, brinca, brinca
Na praia tira onda
No samba manda ver
Ela faz e acontece
Ela faz acontecer
(repete 2vz)
Quem bebe da sua boca
Nunca mais se esquece
Quem não lhe conhece
Quer te conhecer
Dá tudo que tem
Faz tudo pra ter
(repete...
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Spojrzenia dziewczyn są gorące,
Można się w tańcu zatracić.
Po co mi ściany, po co dachy,
Wystarczy sufit z gwiazd.
Podłoga z desek, księżyc z blachy,
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Zabawa podmiejska,
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