Poets of the Fall je rocková kapela z Helsinek, kterou v roce 2003 založila dvojice Marko Saaresto a Olli Tukiainen. Jejich debutové album "Signs of Life" se po čtyřech měsících stalo zlaté a téměř okamžitě se vyšplahlo na první příčky finské hitparády.
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- Poets Of The Fall
- Album:
- Revoulution Roulette
Yeah, decency, she done left our home On her roller-skates So I guess she’s pretty far gone Left me with my greed to Answer for my own For how could a deadened sense Tell right from wrong So thanks for nothing I ain’t feeling magic Kinda comic how I got tragic Mirror, mirror on the wall What do you give someone who has it all More, just to be sure I got that I wanted So naturally I want more What I paid for, entertain me, now All I want is more‚‘cos I like it Too good to let it go, keep it coming ‘Cos I want more, ‘cos I I’m not sure What I really wanted So all I wanted is more Yeah, modesty her role now overthrown Packed her Teddy bear So as not to go alone Left me with my pride to Live beneath a stone For how could an amputee Ever pick a bone So tell me something, isn’t this a bit drastic My smiles are turning to plastic Mirror, mirror on the wall What’s the secret for staying doll More, just to be sure I got that I wanted So naturally I want more What I paid for, entertain me, now All I want is more‚‘cos I like it Too good to let it go, keep it coming ‘Cos I want more, ‘cos I I’m not sure What I really wanted So all I wanted is more You know it isn’t particularly funny Kill joy walks in just When it’s turning sunny Kill joy lives like it’s all about the money It’s all about money It’s all about the money It’s all about the money It’s all about the money… More, just to be sure I got that I wanted So naturally I want more What I paid for, entertain me, now All I want is more‚‘cos I like it Too good to let it go, keep it coming ‘Cos I want more, ‘cos I I’m not sure What I really wanted So all I wanted is more You know it isn’t particularly funny Kill joy walks in just When it’s turning sunny Kill joy lives like it’s all about the money It’s all about money It’s all about the money It’s all about the money It’s all about the money…