Lletres:
Clarks Let It Go

back to another day And there's nothing you can say to make this go away Daydreamers holiday We drank on your brother's fake ID Pass the hat, roll it

who's in charge Well, this society is pretty sad when any half-ass Jock can make a million bucks even though all his brains are in his Cock and balls go

My head wouldn't give a second thought About telling me what to do My feet wouldn't give another inch If they were giving it up to you And I'm on the

through town And I can hear your voice It speaks inside of me It makes me wanna write it down Makes me wanna write it down And I can smell your skin It

The flakes go up, not hit the ground Falling down, not being 'round Toast the day to winter's clown Won't need a broom to help him now Get it up Lord

It only happens when I?m dreamin' It keeps on playin' in my head Recallin' somethin' that was steamin' All of this stress will leave you dead Thankful

Traducció: Clarks. Let It Anar.

high and low You're a place to stay and a time to go And I'm searching through the things you left behind here Now it's time for me to let it go Sometimes

your skin I cannot sleep I'm wound too tight The morning comes and I feel alright Take me down home on holiday Lead me to your secret hiding place Let