The Killers - Bones






Don’t you wanna come with me? 
Don’t you wanna feel my bones 
On your bones? 
It’s only natural








Without an answer, the thunder speaks for the sky,
and on the cold, wet dirt I cry.
And on the cold, wet dirt I cry.







We took a back road, we’re gonna look at the stars 
We took a back road in my car 
Down to the ocean, it’s only water and sand 
And in the ocean, we’ll hold hands 
But I don’t really like you 
Apologetically dressed in the best, put on a heartbeat cry 
Without an answer, the thunder speaks from the sky 
And on the cold, wet dirt I cry 
And on the cold, wet dirt I cry 

Don’t you wanna come with me? 
Don’t you wanna feel my bones 
On your bones? 
It’s only natural 

A cinematic vision ensued, like the holiest dream 
There’s someone calling, an angel whispers my name 
But the message relayed is the same 
(Wait ‘til tomorrow, you’ll be fine) 
It’s gone to the dogs in my mind 
I always hear them in the dead of night 
Ghosts calling, save me from this life 
But they can never wrong this right 

Don’t you wanna come with me? 
Don’t you wanna feel my bones 
On your bones? 
It’s only natural 

Don’t you wanna swim with me? 
Don’t you wanna feel my skin 
On your skin? 
It’s only natural 

(Never had a lover) 
I never had a lover 
(Never had soul) 
I never had soul 
(Never had a good time) 
And I never had a good time 
(Never got bored) 
I never got bored 

Don’t you wanna come with me? 
Don’t you wanna feel my bones 
On your bones? 
It’s only natural 

Don’t you wanna swim with me? 
Don’t you wanna feel my skin 
On your skin? 
It’s only natural 

Don’t you wanna come with me? 
Don’t you wanna feel my bones 
On your bones? 
It’s only natural 

Come and take a swim with me 
Don't you wanna feel my skin 
On your skin? 
It's only natural

Mama Cass - Make your own kind of music





You've gotta make your own kind of music 
Sing your own special song 
Make your own kind of music 
Even if nobody else sings along







You're gonna be knowing
the loneliest kind of lonely.
It may be rough goin',
just to do your thing's
the hardest thing to do.







Nobody can tell ya 
There's only one song worth singing 
They may try and sell ya 
Cause it hangs them up to see someone like you

But you've gotta make your own kind of music 
Sing your own special song 
Make your own kind of music 
Even if nobody else sings along

You're gonna be nowhere 
The loneliest kind of lonely 
It may be rough going

Just to do your thing's the hardest thing to do 
But you've gotta make your own kind of music 
Sing your own special song 
Make your own kind of music

Even if nobody else sings along 
So if you cannot take my hand 
And if you must be going 
I will understand

You've gotta make your own kind of music 
Sing your own special song 
Make your own kind of music 
Even if nobody else sings along

You've gotta make your own kind of music 
Sing your own special song 
Make your own kind of music


Millencolin - Niap





When i saw you, I was not even looking
I heard you scream without raising you voice
will I run or let you have your fun
I feel like I ain't got no choice.







But maybe I ask too much or walk in the wrong direction
All those thoughts drive me insane
and i wonder how long i fell this






When i saw you, I was not even looking
I heard you scream without raising you voice
will I run or let you have your fun
I feel like I ain't got no choice.

But maybe I ask too much or wlk in the wrong direction
All those thoughts drive me insane
and i wonder how long i fell this.

Pain, is not really what it is
no, it's something different with a different name
and you, you never tell me damn thing
I hope someday I'll learn to play this game.

Fear, of course I fear the unknown
because the unknown is a stranger to me
but if you erase the pj's
then what could a stranger be
that remains to be seen.

Life goes on, it's just the same every day.

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