Musica de Gus Dapperton del Genero: Indie Pop Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Indie Pop son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Gus Dapperton 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 Indie Pop, 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
"Wet Cement" lyrics Gus Dapperton Lyrics "Wet Cement"
Sunrise, tearing down the old
In a moments time all is set in stone
Sometimes I like to run the road
Though the light moves fast, I still race it home
High noon sheds a new physique
What once was for you for everyone to see
I knew I should've let it sit and steep
A smooth taste corrupted by the heat
No, I don't talk nice, talk sweet
I let my heart bleed
Cold nights, cold feet
When I'm on a hot streak
Tall ask, tall feat
To give you all of me
05/23 etched in the concrete
Sunset ripping through the mold
In a moments time it's time to let me go
Someone is betting on my soul
The key no longer fits the hole
No, I don't talk nice, talk sweet
I let my heart bleed
Cold nights, cold feet
When I'm on a hot streak
Tall ask, tall feat
To give you all of me
05/23 etched in the concrete
Back when it was wet cement
We were, oh, so sure of it
Why would I stop to think it twice
Back when it was wet cement
Pressed against our fingertips
Why would I wait for it to dry
No, I don't talk nice, talk sweet
I let my heart bleed
Cold nights, cold feet
When I'm on a hot streak
Tall ask, tall feat
To give you all of me
05/23 etched in the concrete
Back when it was wet cement
We were, oh, so sure of it
Why would I stop to think it twice
Back when it was wet cement
Pressed against our fingertips
Why would I wait for it to dry