The Wolfgang Press — Deserve tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Caught in the middle of forty two
It was a fact, a number, a written word
A piece of my mind is it half or all
The guns shot off my head
To give me what I deserve, what I deserve
A scream out the terms
These are the words of my persistence
I swirl to see you and find I do The arrows burst my skin to show what is left of me And give me what I deserve, what I deserve
The bed of nails cuts
Don’t leave, don’t jump on me The bed of nails cuts
Don’t leave, don’t jump on me The bed of nails cuts
Cuts!
The trains rolling down the tracks
I’m wailing the twelve bar blues
Keep on the right track
Keep on the right track
I was never the same, never the same
Give me what I deserve, what I deserve
To show what is left of me Give me what I deserve
The bed of nails cuts
We don’t need this culture clubbing
The bed of nails cuts
We don’t need this culture clubbing
The bed of nails cuts cuts cuts
A scream out the terms
These are the words of my persistence
I swirl to see you and find I do The trains rolling down the tracks
I’m wailing the twelve bar blues
Keep on the right track
Keep on the right track
I was never the same, never the same
Give me what I deserve, what I deserve
To show what is left of me The bed of nails cuts
We don’t need this culture clubbing
The bed of nails cuts
We don’t need this culture clubbing
The bed of nails cuts cuts cuts
To find my own voice, to find my own voice
In the way, in the way
Cuts cuts cuts
Cuts cuts cuts
Cuts cuts cuts
Cuts!
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Caught in the middle of 42
To był fakt, liczba, pisane słowo.
A piece of my mind is it half or all
Strzelby odstrzeliły mi głowę.
By dać mi to, na co zasługuję, na co zasługuję
A scream out the terms
To są słowa mojej wytrwałości.
/ Wiruję, by cię zobaczyć, / i widzę, że strzały pękają mi w skórze, / by pokazać, co ze mnie zostało, / i dać mi to, na co zasługuję, / to, na co zasługuję.
The bed of nails cuts
Nie odchodź, nie skacz na mnie łóżko z gwoździ cięć
Nie odchodź, nie skacz na mnie łóżko z gwoździ cięć
Cięcie!
Pociągi toczące się po torach
I ' m wailing the twelve bar blues
Keep on the right track
Keep on the right track
I was never the same, never the same
Give me what I deserve, what I deserve
By pokazać, co ze mnie zostało, Daj mi to, na co zasługuję.
The bed of nails cuts
We don ' t need this culture clubbing
The bed of nails cuts
We don ' t need this culture clubbing
The bed of nails cuts cuts cuts
A scream out the terms
To są słowa mojej wytrwałości.
I swirl to see you and find I do the trains rolling down the tracks
I ' m wailing the twelve bar blues
Keep on the right track
Keep on the right track
I was never the same, never the same
Give me what I deserve, what I deserve
To show what is left of me the bed of gwoździe cuts
We don ' t need this culture clubbing
The bed of nails cuts
We don ' t need this culture clubbing
The bed of nails cuts cuts cuts
/ Odnaleźć swój własny głos, / odnaleźć swój własny głos
In the way, in the way
Cuts cuts cuts
Cuts cuts cuts
Cuts cuts cuts
Cięcie!