Kings Of Leon

"Day Old Blues"

Toss me a breath, when tu 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 amor the way I toss my hair,
Boys are gonna hate the way I seem

día old, día old, día old,
día old, día old, día old blues

melocotón navidad lights spitting German ling,
Feels like a fast o homeless sleep
At least there's a record that I amor 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 tu every day
Used to see tu every day
I danced around your folk and soul
I danced to all your fucking soul
I left tu 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
tu try to drag me into your bohemian dancing
tu paint my fingers and tu paint my toes,
tu let tu perfect nipple mostrar