Natalie Imbruglia - Beauty on the fire

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Here it comes again
Cannot out run my desire
Cover my decent
And throw the
Beauty on the fire
Drawn towards the edge
Do I assume I could fly
Every secret shared
Why do I drink
The feelings dry
Don t go too far
Limitation scars

Tonight
Could I be lost forever
To drown
My soul in
Sensory
Pleasure
Sensory
Pleasure

Here it comes again
You raise the bar even higher
I cannot catch my breath
So throw the
Beauty on the fire
Don t push too hard
Limitaion scars

Inne utwory

  • Slow down
  • Glorious
  • Never tear us apart
  • One more addiction
  • That day
  • Troubled by the way we came together
  • Smoke
  • Come september
  • Come on home
  • Do you love
  • It´s only rock´n roll
  • Contradictions
  • Cold air
  • Hide behind the sun
  • Sunlight
  • Losowe utwory

    Nie został żaden ślad

    Jak maczo chciałem być jak stal
    panienek sznur wiał
    patrzyłem na to jak jakiś kat
    jak król jak mag
    niżej pasa to był strzał mit prysnął a z nim ja
    gdy dotarł do mnie fakt
    że Bogiem nie jestem i nie mam szans
    Aaa jestem słaby tak
    jak starca płacz...

    Tora

    They were raining from the sky
    Exploding in my heart
    Is this a love in disguise
    Or just a form of modern art

    From the skies you could almost hear them cry
    Tora Tora Tora
    In the town they were going down
    Tora Tora Tora

    I had a nightmare only yesterday
    You played a skeleton
    You took my love then...

    Dirty blue blood

    Tashika na sakkaku wo oboe
    Futashika na kanshoku wo...
    Mi ni oboe no nai musuu ni hirogaru aoi kizuato

    Mizukara te wo somatta tsumi wo
    Asa wa kana kanshou ga...
    Jigou jitoku to kukurare unu no toi de kubi wo shimeru

    Haizuri mawaru futeki na kage
    Furue obie warau...
    Kooga ni karare shibuki ageru
    Dirty Blue Blood

    Kasuka na ishiki...

    Paso a paso

    No sé que me pasa contigo
    Que no soy la misma de ayer
    Ahora yo he encontrado motivos
    Para tenerte en mi ser

    No sé lo que tengo en el alma
    Tu recuerdo lo dejo aquí
    Esa sensación que guardaba
    Latiendo en mí pecho
    Sintiendo por ti

    (Coro)

    Paso, paso...

    Bottom feeder

    Long walks with my temper take me down a dead end street in contemplation;
    where do we start at the end?
    Before i could collect myself,
    I m vacuumed n by a figure s armspread with fiery gasps of iron air,
    cornered in my circle of friends.
    Won t he speak to you?
    Emptied on the...