Текст и слова песни BeerBong – Eight Days A Week
Today is a suitable day to leave
every moment at this point
that could lead to self destruction.
Today tastes like a cold southern drink.
It's growing harder
every time I look around and
you are overland out of this game.
If you lose you will pay too much
before starting a new match.
Today comes crashing in my head
milions of remote forgotten thoughts
everything I should have taken inside me.
If today were the better day with you,
but I have missed you
and I can't turn back in time, I'm an empty room.
Where can I find you?
You hold me together,
I mean just to be together.
Tell me the stories of your own lifetime
that you've written today.
Wait for me, just wait for me
every moment at this point
that could lead to self destruction.
Today tastes like a cold southern drink.
It's growing harder
every time I look around and
you are overland out of this game.
If you lose you will pay too much
before starting a new match.
Today comes crashing in my head
milions of remote forgotten thoughts
everything I should have taken inside me.
If today were the better day with you,
but I have missed you
and I can't turn back in time, I'm an empty room.
Where can I find you?
You hold me together,
I mean just to be together.
Tell me the stories of your own lifetime
that you've written today.
Wait for me, just wait for me
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