added by meme6
This Kings of Leon foto contains ritratto, headshot, primo piano, closeup, anime, fumetti, manga, and cartoni animati. There might also be giornale, carta, riviste, tabloid, straccio, and rivista.
"Beneath The Surface"
Degrade me, my purpose
Bury me beneath the surface
I'm scratching, I'm clawing
Trying hard to make them pay
Can't stand me, beside me
Kid te not, your baciare sure killed me
The cold of my barrel
Never sees the light of day
Call me, call me, te could only hurt the story
Call me, call me, I'll be there to shine a light
The smell on the speakers
Sweaty ballroom dancing fever
They gather in numbers
Ever for a closer view
The cease fuoco the weaker
Hair so red I couldn't keep her
The Cani hound the neighbours
Everything was blown away
Call me, call me, te could only hurt the story
Call me, call me, I'll be there to shine a light
Machine, machines, point me to the nearest party
You'll see, you'll see, baby it's the only way
Call me, call me, te could only
Call me, call me, I'll be there
Machines, machines, point me to the nearest party
Degrade me, my purpose
Bury me beneath the surface
I'm scratching, I'm clawing
Trying hard to make them pay
Can't stand me, beside me
Kid te not, your baciare sure killed me
The cold of my barrel
Never sees the light of day
Call me, call me, te could only hurt the story
Call me, call me, I'll be there to shine a light
The smell on the speakers
Sweaty ballroom dancing fever
They gather in numbers
Ever for a closer view
The cease fuoco the weaker
Hair so red I couldn't keep her
The Cani hound the neighbours
Everything was blown away
Call me, call me, te could only hurt the story
Call me, call me, I'll be there to shine a light
Machine, machines, point me to the nearest party
You'll see, you'll see, baby it's the only way
Call me, call me, te could only
Call me, call me, I'll be there
Machines, machines, point me to the nearest party
"Use Somebody"
I've been roaming around
Always looking down at all I see
Painted faces, fill the places I cant reach
te know that I could use somebody
te know that I could use somebody
Someone like you, And all te know, And how te speak
Countless innamorati under cover of the strada, via
te know that I could use somebody
te know that I could use somebody
Someone like te
Off in the night, while te live it up, I'm off to sleep
Waging wars to shape the poet and the beat
I hope it's gonna make te notice
I hope it's gonna make te notice
Someone like me
Someone like me
Someone like me, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
I've been roaming around,
Always looking down at all I see
I've been roaming around
Always looking down at all I see
Painted faces, fill the places I cant reach
te know that I could use somebody
te know that I could use somebody
Someone like you, And all te know, And how te speak
Countless innamorati under cover of the strada, via
te know that I could use somebody
te know that I could use somebody
Someone like te
Off in the night, while te live it up, I'm off to sleep
Waging wars to shape the poet and the beat
I hope it's gonna make te notice
I hope it's gonna make te notice
Someone like me
Someone like me
Someone like me, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
I've been roaming around,
Always looking down at all I see
"Day Old Blues"
Toss me a breath, when te hold me down,
Hot like a razor on my face
Something's growing that don't help me now,
Paging the doctor just in case
Low and behold, things are killing me,
Silly expectation of a dream
Girls are gonna Amore the way I toss my hair,
Boys are gonna hate the way I seem
giorno old, giorno old, giorno old,
giorno old, giorno old, giorno old blues
pesca, peach Natale lights spitting German ling,
Feels like a fast o homeless sleep
At least there's a record that I Amore to play,
Dreaming about a place I'll never see
Betty, Betty, Annie is praying,
Baby with a man like lung
Smell her crying fighting back a fever
Mad as hell give up
Toss me a breath, when te hold me down,
Hot like a razor on my face
Something's growing that don't help me now,
Paging the doctor just in case
Low and behold, things are killing me,
Silly expectation of a dream
Girls are gonna Amore the way I toss my hair,
Boys are gonna hate the way I seem
giorno old, giorno old, giorno old,
giorno old, giorno old, giorno old blues
pesca, peach Natale lights spitting German ling,
Feels like a fast o homeless sleep
At least there's a record that I Amore to play,
Dreaming about a place I'll never see
Betty, Betty, Annie is praying,
Baby with a man like lung
Smell her crying fighting back a fever
Mad as hell give up
"Soft"
I used to see te every day
Used to see te every day
I danced around your folk and soul
I danced to all your fucking soul
I left te with your nose a bleedin
And your toes creepin' around
Ahhh so mindane and incomplete
Hand me down my pants and get me off this street
I'm passed out in your garden,
I'm in I can't get off so soft
I'd pop myself in your body,
I'd come into your party but I'm soft
Behind the fringe of a whiskey high
Mutilating cat like eyes,
And in your nose blood decadence
te try to drag me into your bohemian dancing
te paint my fingers and te paint my toes,
te let te perfect nipple mostra
I used to see te every day
Used to see te every day
I danced around your folk and soul
I danced to all your fucking soul
I left te with your nose a bleedin
And your toes creepin' around
Ahhh so mindane and incomplete
Hand me down my pants and get me off this street
I'm passed out in your garden,
I'm in I can't get off so soft
I'd pop myself in your body,
I'd come into your party but I'm soft
Behind the fringe of a whiskey high
Mutilating cat like eyes,
And in your nose blood decadence
te try to drag me into your bohemian dancing
te paint my fingers and te paint my toes,
te let te perfect nipple mostra
