Subway surfers - teksty piosenek, wg trafności (od zawsze) - Teksciory.pl

White Noise - Sofa Surfers

"Upside twisted Getting long Wanna get it right but get it wrong Act like you knew it all along Signs that you followed Begged, stole or borrowed Won't make a difference when you're gone Silence More than"

Say Something - Sofa Surfers

"Original boy Feet of clay, head in the dirt Looking around for the way But the signs have all changed And its hurting inside Your mind's not your own But its you in the fire And its you you on the line And"

Softly - Sofa Surfers

"They threw you out the club Get in line with the other cases Unless it ain't broke Why don't you fix it? Throwing shapes of the truly concerned Keeping you occupied Softly, softly catch a monkey Softly,"

Notes Of A Prodigal - Sofa Surfers

"Poor black Thinks his freedom lies up a skirt Liberation a magic elixir Can stroke away the bonds about his wrists Poor black Thinks he can loosen his fists Caress from his brow Centuries of scars He knows"

Believer - Sofa Surfers

"Monopolise me Magnetise me Take me for the fool for you that I am Idolise me Philosophise me Change me from the innocent to the wisest of men Make me a believer.. Make me a believer Disorganise me De-civilise"

Good Day To Die - Sofa Surfers

"Mister bluebird on my shoulder It's a good day to die Thank god it's Friday It's a good day to die Time to see the other side It's a good day to die Hokahey hokahey!! It's a good day to die It's a good"

One Direction - Sofa Surfers

"I don't want the dream no more I just want what's at the other side Of the door Tomorrow is a way through today Through the creaking And the weighing down on my head-fettered brain As I fly apart Going"

Strings - Sofa Surfers

"An eye for an eye Soon everybodys blind Im quaking from the demons Im gonna find My back is breaking From the things left behind Oh say can you see that were being robbed blind And the dead shall walk And"

Never Go Back - Sofa Surfers

"Make space I can't breath for the smell of fear I had a vision of the future And the future Wasn't there... Erase Everything that you thought you knew I had a dream A dream about the future and I wasn't"

Cough Syrup - Surfers Butthole

"She played for the angels I played for the tribe The summer had been stolen and the bases were all loaded There was big Money on the line Big my all the time yeah There was big MONEY ON THE LINE I can't"

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