Paroles

Ouais c'est samedi soir 
On va sortir  de nos campagnes 
On irait bien au greasy spoon 
Sans qu'on nous dise cassez pas les couilles.
On a lavé nos bagnoles et nos pompes.
Cheveux ultra brillants et jeans serrés.
Que vouloir de plus.
Si vous ne voulez pas de nous on vous cassera la gueule sur le comptoir.
Ouais. ouais 

C'est toujours comme ça au greasy spoon 
C'est toujours comme ça 
C'est toujours comme ça au greasy spoon 
C'est toujours comme ça 

C'est toujours ouvert pour les pouilleux 
C'est toujours là où vont les craignos 
C'est toujours ouvert pour les teigneux 
C'est toujours là où vont les crados 
C'est le rendez-vous des raclos 
 Seul endroit où tu vois tes potos 
C'est toujours ouvert c'est comme un bistrot 
C'est toujours ouvert.
C'est toujours ouvert.
Ça se passe comme ça au greasy spoon
Ça se passe comme ça.
J'suis encore défoncé au greasy spoon 
Et c'est comme ça.

Greasy Spoon

Au greasy spoon

Au Greasy Spoon

آهنگ من عاشق تو بودم - خواننده سوفیا

Man Asheghe To Boodam

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Into The Blue Sky

One more light

The Shore, The Island

Psychotic Hero

Verse 1:
I traced my name in the window fog,
A kid with a dream, but the dream felt wrong.
Kept reaching out for a hand to hold,
But every touch left me feeling cold.

Pre-Chorus:
And maybe I built my life like a house of cards,
Chasing hearts that were never ours.
But what if love was never something to chase?
What if it’s been staring me right in the face?

Chorus:
What if I was always enough?
What if I didn’t need to earn their love?
Every word, every move, every battle I fought,
Just a shadow of who I thought I was.
But I’ve been here all along…
I was who I was supposed to love.

Verse 2:
Left every party just a little too soon,
Hoping someone would notice the quiet in the room.
I broke myself just to fit their mold,
Thinking love was something bought and sold.

Pre-Chorus:
And maybe I built my life like a house of cards,
Chasing hearts that were never ours.
But what if love was never something to chase?
What if it’s been staring me right in the face?

Chorus:
What if I was always enough?
What if I didn’t need to earn their love?
Every word, every move, every battle I fought,
Just a shadow of who I thought I was.
But I’ve been here all along…
I was who I was supposed to love.

Bridge:
I see me now, clear as glass,
Every piece I thought wouldn’t last.
I’ve been holding out for someone else,
When I was supposed to love myself.

Chorus:
What if I was always enough?
What if I didn’t need to earn their love?
Every tear, every scar, every moment I lost,
Just proof that I never was lost.
I’ve been here all along…
I was who I was supposed to love.

One more light

joey kershinar