Letras de Canciones Traducidas de Peach Pit
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Peach Pit
2015
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 10 months ago
Without you there’d be no colour
There’d be no sound
All the memories that I have are days
Your around
Without you to be my comfort
2015
Would’ve happened back inside my head
Haunting me
But I'm below
With everything that you can’t hideaway
They’ll keep
Alrighty Aphrodite
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 7 months ago
Take a seat back in your clamshell
If the oceans not enough, nor am I
Rollin' in, I feel a dark swell
Crawling up the skin of my spine
If I'd known you sold on maybe
I'd a let you waste another guy
Well, alrighty, Aphrodite
Go whip that red for other eyes
Run
Being So Normal
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 10 months ago
Is this on?
She said, with unblinking eyes
In the front yard when we stepped outside
You're alright?
I thought I heard her say to me
But I was freaked 'cause I saw Chuck kiss Livy Jeanne
Sometimes I can still see you
Just like I used to
But I grew my hair
An
Black Licorice
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 6 months ago
If you don't even wanna say my name anymore that's fine
'Cause I'm so wasted, I don't mind
Wait a little and you will see I can be that guy
Straight up wasted, on a dime
I'm just black licorice
And all the people that I know
Would rather leave me in the bowl
Chuck
Brian's Movie
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 7 months ago
Oh man, all of us go, there at the sidelong view of her walking you home
And I'm, shifting, holding my beer
Right as the chicks all boogie at the sight of you clearing
And I hate it, holy fucking shit, it's like I'm back in my old basement
Making Lenny off n' split, cause he's th
Camilla, I'm At Home
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 5 months ago
Camilla I'm at home alone just staring at my phone for you to write
I'm laying singled in my bed just stoned out of my head this Friday night
Oh Camilla you don't understand I haven't left my room
In a couple days, even though you might think that I'd want to
When you're scroll
Chagu's Sideturn
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 10 months ago
Why, wont you
Reach me at something?
Down low where I’m baby
Cause I’m stuck
Grabbing at your pant cuff
Every passing lately
I’ve noticed that I’m feelin like Chagu
Facedown then up on it again
As without a wait, I’m just like you
Sideturn and ripped as sh
Denny's Garage
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 7 months ago
Smoke it up, Olivia is that your only ask? To me that's plenty
'Have You Never Been Mellow's up just way too loud
Roll 'em wide and Hifi's at your place out back
And reefing heavy
Bust a little bit up and hold me back some
Oh, you seem to dog with the ways to come up fine
Did I Make You Cry on Christmas Day? (Well, You Deserved It!)
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 7 months ago
This time of year you always disappear
You tell me not to call
You tell me not to call
And when the door is closed you're wearing different clothes
Or hiding in the paper, pretending not to hear
Inexpensive wine
I buy it all the time
You tell me take it back
You
Drips On a Wire
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 7 months ago
Drips on a wire
Fall in a row
Having little to no way from their doom
And exactly are as I feel
Drips on a wire
Don’t fear below
Out there, shivering, holding nothings doom
And exactly are as I feel
Honey, I want you like yesterday
Honey, I’ll want you whe
Drop The Guillotine
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 5 months ago
You said you didn't know her name yesterday
But now you've got her stayin' later on
In whispered press a lash is left on her cheek
Just brush it off you got her feelin' weak
After practice you were sitting on the lawn
While she was laughin' in the sun
You sure know ho
Everything About You
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 8 months ago
I like everything about you
Somethings different that I like
And the shape of her is all that
I have thought about every night
Don’t understand me
Well there’s no more left to say
When you’re tired of your consolation
But then do the same
I like everything abo
Everything About You
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 3 years ago
Feelin’ Low (F*ckboys Blues)
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 10 months ago
I want something always, more or less than what I have
Could be nothing, but I'll go in luck to be had
You couldn't make it up
Least I don't think so, as you're coming on
And I'm backing up, feeling low
All my wretched little recipes are the same
Had one cuppa from yo
Figure 8
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 10 months ago
Come to think of it, she said:
Would you help me lace 'em up instead?
The weed I had is workin'
From the shoreline in the snow
I can tell you want me out there so
Riding 'til it's hurting
You've set me up now
Watch her as she pirouettes
Watch her figure eight<
From 2 To 3
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 3 years ago
From 2 To 3
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 10 months ago
At 2 am I'm out of bed as it came down
Was startled by a dream I had of you and that
Same guy you keep on bringing back
Despite you always leaving him for me
At 2 am your emails open on my phone
I'm reading them again alone
And caught like that
Just suckered by thos
Give Up Baby Go
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 8 months ago
Last night I got drunk
Waiting at The Boxcar like you wanted
I waited, you called then you never made it
I'm just sat alone, tryin’ pick it up and move along
You’ve said you’re ready for a long time
But you’re on a roll of making fine
Let me be no other
Living like
Hot Knifer
Artista: Peach Pit Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 8 months ago
Oh man I already don't have much left in here
Lone gram laying by the phone
Box my thought to veer
Glow red blossom into flame
Further in the night
You've been gone way too long
I don't mind
Hash and smoky trails are leading into sighs
Hot knives, golden lines a