Mad Caddies - Riot

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What is the world that we see
I think evolution is at the end of it s tree today
Where do we go from here
Without fear without harmony

What s left to say (honestly) the games we play
When our president can t even read
Riot my hands in the air
Riot we don t fucking care

This empire s crumbling down
Greed of the nations will burn to the ground again
But will we understand
Raise our hands for equality

Inne utwory

  • Lay your head down
  • Coyote
  • Just one more
  • Sad reggie
  • Shut the door
  • Riding for a fall
  • Goleta
  • Souls for sale
  • Big brother
  • Days away
  • Day by day
  • Tired bones
  • Without you
  • Econoline
  • Distress
  • The gentleman
  • Losowe utwory

    Just that sexy

    Hey, yeah.

    [Verse 1]
    Baby everytime you walk I get turned on.
    The way you re switching that thang, do it for me.
    The way that your lips move when you say my name.
    Whisper anything to me

    [Bridge]
    (All night)
    You can rodeo for me (all night)
    Get up...

    Ogień i wiatr

    W rozkołysanym morzu życia
    Gubimy się tak często pośród fal
    I nie patrzymy sobie w oczy
    I zadajemy wiele ran

    Są słowa złości między nami
    Gdzie Bóg nie rządzi i nie dobiera słów
    Jak kwiaty zimy wtedy trwamy
    Samotni na rozstaju dróg...

    Your forgiveness

    Hey girl, you know i love i really mess up
    Please, please forgive me

    Did you think that i d stay away
    After everything that we ve been through
    Did you think that i close the door
    When my heart and soul belongs to you
    Remember how we use to be, inseparable?
    Couldn t live without you...

    Keep the secret

    Boy of fifteen, he knows everything
    He dances with pain
    He sees through the night
    Dark angel, you know,
    You re gonna grow old
    You died for Love
    You ll give in to the world
    Keep the secret
    When you ll give...

    Bleed like a craze, dad

    Shine shine shine (x6)

    Bleeds like a craze, Dad
    These are the craze

    Easy come, come, gotta back
    In the valley of the dead man walks
    How they drank from the jazz

    Astral, Kestrel,
    Fed into the featherfall
    Fed him on a pencil carving
    You will never get

    Shine shine...