Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Orange County - Single, artist - A Hero's Fate. Album song Terms and Conditions, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 27.02.2012
Record label: SoundFire Entertainment
Song language: English
Orange County - Single |
Please don’t kill me |
I’ll just bleed on your back seat |
Scream at the top of my lungs |
If i die screaming |
Will my words have any meaning |
Or will they just fade away |
I don’t remember much of last night |
In fact i can’t recall anything anything |
No not anything at all |
I’ve been lying on the bathroom floor |
Never felt this hungover before |
My cell phone’s dying, i’m still trying |
To stumble out the door |
Put on my clothes and sit awake for |
The long drive getting home |
In the mirror i reflect on my damages |
Rub my eyes and leave whomever’s house this is |
I’m bombarded with memories |
Salt in my hair from the late night ocean breeze |
With the taste of you still on my lips |
I’ll always be a sucker for an orange county kiss |
No this isn’t what it looks like oh right |
I didn’t come here for a fist fight tonight |
My memory lags like a youtube flick yo |
Why’s your boyfriend always gotta be such a prick |
Cuz after all it was you who led me on |
Now i’m taking hits from fists on the front lawn |
There was a time when i said i wouldn’t fight back |
Your timing deciding is only so much more than that |
Put on my clothes and sit awake for |
The long drive getting home |
In the mirror i reflect on these bandages |
Around my eyes and leave whomever’s house this is |
I’m bombarded with memories |
Salt in my hair from the late night ocean breeze |
With the taste of you still on my lips |
I’ll always be a sucker for an orange county kiss |
Please don’t kill me |
I’ll just bleed on your backseat |
Scream at the top of my lungs |
If i die screaming will my words have any meaning |
Or will they just fade away |
Put on my clothes and sit awake for |
The long drive getting home |
In the mirror i reflect on my damages |
Rub my eyes and leave whomever’s house this is |
I’m bombarded with memories |
Salt in my hair from the late night ocean breeze |
With the taste of you still on my lips |
I’ll always be a sucker… so as i |
Put on my clothes and sit awake for |
The long drive getting home |
In the mirror i reflect on my damages |
Rub my eyes and leave whomever’s house this is |
I’m bombarded with memories |
Salt in my hair from the late night ocean breeze |
With the taste of you still on my lips |
With the taste of you still on my lips |
I’ll always be a sucker for an orange county kiss |