çok başkadır bambaşkadır, insanı kendi içine bakmaya zorlar, yetinmez kanatır, sanırım şarkıda sürekli özür dilemesi nedeniyle de kendimle özdeşleştirmiş olduğum şahane ötesi şarkıdır. *
sevgili fiammetta nın bu sözleri sonrasında daha da çok özleyeceği yazardır çenesi değil yanakları ile ün salmıştır kendileri, pamuk şekerdir..sevilir..özlenir..
pitbull çenesi gibi çenesinin olmasıyla övünen, her gördüğü yerde beni ısıran, kolumu mosmor yapan insan. bir de yazarım diye hava atması yok mu akıllara zarar. ***
she stole the keys to my house and then she locked herself out dizeleriyle insanı kendisinden alan,vokalin içtenliğiyle yanınızda size söyleniyormuş gibi hissettiren şarkı!
dinledikçe insanı kendinden geçirenin placebonun ilk albumunden hedee
'scuse me,
i apologize,
he likes your attitude,
he tries it on for size,
he spends the afternoon,
between your thighs,
how's that for gratitude,
i apologize.
it seemed to last for hours,
it seemed to last for days,
this lady of the flowers,
and her hypnotic gaze.
'scuse me,
i apologize,
she's got vacuum cleaner eyes,
suck you in,
she's got magazines,
filled with hair styles,
'scuse me,
i apologize.
it seemed to last for hours,
it seemed to last for days,
this lady of the flowers,
and her hypnotic gaze.
she wears her tears on her blouse,
confused and racked with self-doubt,
she stole the keys to my house,
and then she locked herself out.
'scuse me,
i apologize,
he likes your attitude,
he tries it on for size,
he spends the afternoon,
between your thighs,
how's that for gratitude,
i apologize.
it seemed to last for hours,
it seemed to last for days,
this lady of the flowers,
her electronic haze.
she wears her tears on her blouse,
confused and racked with self-doubt,
she stole the keys to my house,
and then she locked herself out.
she stole the keys to my house,
and then she locked herself out,
she lays me down,
she lays me.
