Charlotte Martin - Chasing a shadow

Tekst :

The chase goes on forever
I m running out of time
There s madness in the river and it has half my mind

A promise is a promise
When did I lose my thrill
I had you for a moment a moment and a pill

You re running scared
I m chasing a shadow
When you re not there
I m chasing a shadow
And I just try to find a souvenir-something to borrow
Something to borrow
Something that s you

There s victory in disaster
A masterpiece of dirt
This faith that s in my heart that
Makes me want to hurt

You re running scared
I m chasing a shadow
When you re not there
I m chasing a shadow
And I just try to find a souvenir-something to borrow
Something to borrow
Something that s you
You…
You…
You…

You re running scared
I m chasing a shadow
When you re not there
I m chasing a shadow
And I just try to find a souvenir
Something to borrow
Something to borrow

Inne utwory

  • Four walls
  • Days of the week
  • The dance
  • Haunted
  • Stromata
  • Bones
  • Beautiful life
  • Every time it rains
  • Bring on the day
  • Darkest hour
  • Pills
  • Cut the cord
  • Losowe utwory

    Interlude

    Since we talk to her now
    Come angels of the lord...
    Come angels of the lord......

    Autumn tactics

    Deep river runs it s course
    To a warm horizon
    Shadows of falling leaves
    October moon and rusty skies
    Ever changing feelings
    The seeds of autumn in my mind
    Hiding sun, like the hiding sun
    Feels like its just begun
    Hiding sun, like the hiding sun
    Waiting for summer sun
    Hiding summer s age no more
    No more leaves in summer...

    A plain morning

    It is yet to be determined,
    but the air is thick,
    & my hope is feeling worn.
    I m missing home,
    & I m glad you re not a part of this,
    there are parts of me that will be missed.
    And the phone...

    Cops and robbers

    Yeah, spinning been on these niggas.
    It s World War.
    Yeah, I send this out to my nigga.
    Wherever you are.
    We still ain t nothin but some niggas in trouble, ya heard me?
    Feel it, uh, yeah.
    It s World War nigga.

    Keep love alive

    Bitter sweet, you wasted years
    Lonely dream about souvenirs
    Baby, touch a hand and make a friend, tonight
    Bitter sweet love has no pride
    Try again time s on your side
    Oh, strange are the ways of love
    Come on and take my heart
    It s breaking just apart

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