Showing posts with label Wankelmut. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wankelmut. Show all posts

Monday, March 18, 2013

WANKELMUT & EMMA LOUISE - My Head Is A Jungle

 
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Lyrics to My Head Is A Jungle

In a dark room we fight
Make up for our lost
I've been thinking, thinking about you, about us
And we're moving, slow
Our hearts beat, so fast
I've been dreaming, dreaming about you, bout us

Hey, hey, hey, hey
My head is a jungle, jungle
My head is a jungle, jungle

You're speaking, soft
To the pain in your eyes
I've feeling, feeling for you, my love

And our bodies, bout time
Our shadows will dance
I've been aching, aching for you, my love,

My head is a jungle, jungle
My head is a jungle, jungle
My head is a jungle, jungle
My head

My life is what the side, for the side never meant to be
Heard in the songs, heard in the songs
And I'm complicated, you don't get me, I have trouble
Understanding myself, understanting myself
My life is what the side, for the side never meant to be
Heard in the songs, heard in the songs
Heard in the songs, heard in the songs
And I'm complicated, you don't get me, I have trouble
Understanding myself, understanting myself

My head is a jungle, jungle
My head is a jungle, jungle
My head is a jungle, jungle
My head.

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Wankelmut & Asaf Avidan – Reckoning Song/One Day (DJ Cruz Bootleg)[Tiesto Club Life 282]

 
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Lyrics to One Day

No more tears, my heart is dry
I don't laugh and I don't cry
I don't think about you all the time
But when I do - I wonder why

You have to go out of my door
And leave just like you did before
I know I said that I was sure
But rich men can't imagine poor.

One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think about the stories that we could have told

Little me and little you
Kept doing all the things they do
They never really think it through
Like I can never think you're true

Here I go again - the blame
The guilt, the pain, the hurt, the shame
The founding fathers of our plane
That's stuck in heavy clouds of rain.

One day baby, we'll be old
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told.
 

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