Letras de Canciones Traducidas de Conner Youngblood
Tenemos 6 canciones traducidas de Conner Youngblood
Conner Youngblood
A Summer Song
Artista: Conner Youngblood Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 5 months ago
I'm looking right through you, I'm looking right through you
You're looking right through me
The summertime's melting, the summertime's melting
The image off our screen
The city's on fire, the city's on fire
Burning through me
The summertime's cruising, the summertime's
Color Blind (I Swear)
Artista: Conner Youngblood Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 10 months ago
My eyes hatched into the bright
The birds chirp and the trees swing lightly
In the whirl of wind circling my head
I look around but it don't seem right
The bird songs and bees and trees just might be
False images of my mind mislead
And I swear that the blue stain on m
Colored Ghost
Artista: Conner Youngblood Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 10 months ago
I lie awake, I'm fast asleep
I choke on air so I can breathe
I'm running slow, I feel so fast
I fall behind and you get passed
The darkest hour brightens my day
Look close enough, I'll fade away
I play with fire and you get burned
A lesson that you should have learned
Girl Hair
Artista: Conner Youngblood Traducción porpanzas | Publicado a month ago
Follow, let down your glare
Release me and loosen your stare
You can rest now, there's no one there
You can give up, you're going nowhere
Why my time left me out to dry
I fall to pieces and softly sigh
Light up the night sky like fireflies
Honest answers are often l
Monsters
Artista: Conner Youngblood Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 8 months ago
I shoot down the stars
Collect them in jars
I shoot for the moon
I won't be home soon
There's monsters at home
I feel so alone
I'm lost out in space
While standing in place
There grass here won't grow
The colors won't flow
There's something creeping
The Warpath
Artista: Conner Youngblood Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 5 months ago
This medicine is wearing thin now
We're bullet proof until we bleed out
And even though we always try to hide our instincts from our pride
In our struggle to survive we keep the warpath by our side
We strike the sky until the Sun bows
And fly until our feathers burn out