Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Your Big Brown Eyes And My Broken Heart, artist - The Russian Futurists. Album song Me, Myself and Rye, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 04.08.2006
Record label: Memphis Industries
Song language: English
Your Big Brown Eyes And My Broken Heart |
Big brown eyes and big broke heart |
Meant to be right from the start |
And we were bonded by the sad |
Songs you wrote and hearts you had |
Thunder’s loud and lightning’s bright |
Both combined couldn’t wreck my night |
When your sweet flesh is pressed on mine |
With one touch you stop time |
And we’re part Baudelaire |
And part without a care |
Living in despair. |
(x2) |
Last night I had the sickest dream |
Lived our lives past seventeen |
And life slowly became less fun |
We’re all washed up at twenty-one |
Let’s take a break from the pointless life |
And cut our throats with jagged knives |
And let the blood flow down our chest |
Like your flowing scarlet dress |
Big brown eyes and big broke |
Meant to be right from the start |
And we were bonded by the sad |
Songs you wrote and heart you had |
Oh dear god I’m terrified |
Didn’t care if we lived our died |
And we’re real deep in seas of sin |
Now we’re down where we can’t swim |
And we’re part month of June |
And part sleeping in till noon |
Living in cocoons. |
(x2) |
Say it all and take it back |
We sound like fuckin' Fleetwood Mac |
But the songs we make aren’t half as nice |
Because they’re based on rotten life |
Thunder’s loud and lightning’s bright |
Both combined couldn’t wreck my night |
When your sweet flesh is pressed on mine |
And with one touch you stop time |
Nothing we do makes much sense |
Sittin' on barbed wire fence |
Watching sunsets in the sky |
Staring till we burn our eyes |
Waiting here is such a chore |
Defile our lives with something pure |
Twist around the way I live |
Just to be submissive |
And we’re part summer’s end |
Part «let's just be friends,» |
Living in pretend. |
(x2) |
Big brown eyes big broke heart |
Meant to be right from the start |
And we were bonded by the sad |
Songs you wrote and hearts you had |
Thunder’s loud and lightning’s bright |
Both combined couldn’t wreck my night |
When your sweet lips are pressed on mine |
With one touch you stop time |