Musica de Kina Grannis del Genero: Alternativo Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Alternativo son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Kina Grannis tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog LetrasFM, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Alternativo, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar su
Aubergine Song Lyrics
Aubergine by Kina Grannis (You make a man feel safe.)
I live in a town where the streets are paved with glass
Where the thriving upper-class just can't be bothered
I live in a town where the weeklies are just trash
Where pretty faces dominate the present and the past
I live in a town where no money means no friends
Where the party never ends
Can I borrow a fiver?
I live in a town where I made this demo tape,
It's called " The Wagon Wheel falling off our Record Deal"
The hit's called "Make You Wait"
I'm no victim; broke is different from poor
I'm still learning what my heart is for
Overall it's overwhelming
Feels like a punch every time I come home
Hits like a fist every time I come home
Running out of excuses for ever explosion
I live in a town that reminds me what I owe her.
I'd like to roll along but Volcano won't turn over
I live in a town where I want to be alone
Where I'll never build a home, feel stupid for trying.
I live in a town where I made this demo tape.
It's called "The Wagon Wheel falling off our Record Deal"
The hit's called "Make You Wait"
I'm no victim; broke is different from poor
I'm still learning what my heart is for
Overall it's overwhelming
Feels like a punch every time I come home
So many songs sung in shrill thinning tones
I'm no victim; broke is different from poor
I'm still learning what my heart is for
Overall it's overwhelming
Feels like a punch every time I come home
Hits like a fist every time I come home
Running out of excuses for ever explosion