Píseň: We Come Cashing Down

Interpret:
Sugarcult
Album:
Eleven
i've got something up my sleeve that i don't want to show you
cause everytime i bleed i make a fool of me
i've got shaky little fingers, that hold on to your grip
you've got wrapped around my world
so tight that i can't breathe
i'm suffocating


we come crashing down
everytime we go this far again
we come tumbling down
everytime we go this far again
everytime we go


i've got nothing that i hide except for what's inside
i keep it all locked up, in this prison we call love
i'm suffocating


we come crashing down
everytime we go this far again
we come tumbling down
everytime we go this far again
everytime we go


we come crashing down
everytime we go this far again
we come tumbling down
everytime we go this far again


we come crashing down
everytime we go this far again
we come tumbling down
everytime we go this far again
everytime we go
everytime we go

1. Debbie

2. We Come Crashing Down

3. Make Up (Pretty Waste)

4. I Changed My Name

5. Yesterday (Insane)

6. Underwear

7. Super Hyperspastic

8. Beautiful Stalker

9. Christine

10. Cyndi Lauper

11. Anna's Touch

12. We Come Cashing Down

13. Make Up

14. Yesterday