Říkala Lyrics & Chords By Prouza

Save me, I can't be saved I won't I'm a president's son I don't need no soul All the soldiers say "It'll be alright We may make it through the war If...read more

And so it has to change The notebook's now in pieces Words we'll never sing I know you'll say i've simply jumped the gun And that they've won But you can't keep making the...read more

Too often we sit back and take what Take what life gives us Like holding a bad hand of cards Always folding instead of raising the stakes Never wanna bluff and go for it ...read more

Help yourself, don't say a thing Your love won't show in anything at all If all you do is talk Sadly I remain in need Of all the things you say but leave in speak All...read more

You see a sign of youth I know you understand, that we both go up the hill. And with the sectioned one, for the capital's nuns, You see the moonbeams on the hill Sunny, sunny,...read more