Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wyle, artist - Maylene and the Sons of Disaster. Album song II, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 19.03.2007
Record label: Ferret
Song language: English
Wyle |
| I feel like hell, I’ve caught the sickness once again. |
| And I don’t feel right! |
| I ain’t gettin' up. |
| Think I’m slippin' away. |
| I want to soar like the prophets before |
| Addicted to the turbulence. |
| Sucked in under false pretense |
| I wanna say what needs to be said. |
| Addicted to the turbulence, feel the past come rushing in. |
| These palms don’t lie I can’t focus, when the statics on |
| Routines I hide don’t mind killing this secrets mine. |
| I want to soar like the prophets before |
| Addicted to the turbulence. |
| Sucked in under false pretense |
| I wanna say what needs to be said. |
| Addicted to the turbulence, feel the past come rushing in. |
| Got to stop myself I can’t take this! |
| When I fall the clouds won’t cradle. |
| Oh how tempting they are, make you feel like you have it all. |
| DRIVE ME MAD A FULL ON RAMPAGE! |
| THE OLDER I AM THE LESS FEELING I HAVE! |
| Without the gospel losing the truth |
| Got to stop myself I can’t take this! |
| THE OLDER I AM THE LESS FEELING I HAVE! |
| Without the gospel losing the truth I’m losing the truth |