Letra de 27 - Passenger
Letra de canci�n de 27 de Passenger lyrics
Twenty seven years twenty seven years now
Only thing I know
I know that I don�t know how
To please everybody all of the time,
�cos everybody�s always fucking changing their minds
A little bit faded
A little bit jaded
Not gonna stop and I won�t be persuaded
To write words I can�t believe in
To see my face on a video screen
I don�t know where I�m running but I know how to run
�cos running�s the thing I�ve always done
I don�t know what I�m doing but I know what I�ve done
I�m a hungry heart I�m a loaded gun
Twenty seven years twenty seven years done
Written six hundred songs only twelve get sung
Eighty seven thousand cigarettes have passed through these lungs
And every single day I wish i�d never smoked one
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A week brushing my teeth and a week getting my haircut
Eight years sleeping I�m still tired when I wake up
A whole year eating and I still lost weight fuck
Five proper girlfriends and five messy breakups
Twenty seven birthdays twenty seven new years
Thirty thousand quid just so I could have a few beers
Ever dying old hopes
Ever growing new fears
Don�t know where I�m going but I know how I got here
I don�t know where I�m running but I know how to run
�cos running�s the thing I�ve always done
I don�t know what I�m doing but I know what I�ve done,
I�m a hungry heart I�m a loaded gun,
I don�t know where I�m running but I know how to run
�cos running�s the thing I�ve always done
I don�t know what I�m doing but I know what I�ve done
I�m a hungry heart I�m a loaded gun
Only thing I know
I know that I don�t know how
To please everybody all of the time,
�cos everybody�s always fucking changing their minds
A little bit faded
A little bit jaded
Not gonna stop and I won�t be persuaded
To write words I can�t believe in
To see my face on a video screen
I don�t know where I�m running but I know how to run
�cos running�s the thing I�ve always done
I don�t know what I�m doing but I know what I�ve done
I�m a hungry heart I�m a loaded gun
Twenty seven years twenty seven years done
Written six hundred songs only twelve get sung
Eighty seven thousand cigarettes have passed through these lungs
And every single day I wish i�d never smoked one
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/27-passenger.php
A week brushing my teeth and a week getting my haircut
Eight years sleeping I�m still tired when I wake up
A whole year eating and I still lost weight fuck
Five proper girlfriends and five messy breakups
Twenty seven birthdays twenty seven new years
Thirty thousand quid just so I could have a few beers
Ever dying old hopes
Ever growing new fears
Don�t know where I�m going but I know how I got here
I don�t know where I�m running but I know how to run
�cos running�s the thing I�ve always done
I don�t know what I�m doing but I know what I�ve done,
I�m a hungry heart I�m a loaded gun,
I don�t know where I�m running but I know how to run
�cos running�s the thing I�ve always done
I don�t know what I�m doing but I know what I�ve done
I�m a hungry heart I�m a loaded gun