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Video Karaoke Tymps (The Sick in the Head Song) - Fiona Apple - Karaoke Canzoni

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Tempo uguale all'originale: 110 BPM

Stessa tonalità dell'originale: Sol♯m

Durata: 03:00 - Anteprima: 01:06

Data di rilascio: 2005
Generi: Alternative rock, Pop, In inglese
Autore originale: Fiona Apple

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Testo De Tymps (The Sick in the Head Song)

Those boon times went bust my feet of clay they dried to dust
The red isn't the red we painted it's just rust
And the signature thing that used to bring a following
I have trouble now even remembering
So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans
I'm either sick in the head
I need to be bled dry, to quit
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope that's it
I knew that to keep in touch would do me deep in dutch
'Cos it isn't the rush of remembering it's just mush
And the signature thing is only growing harrowing
I should have no trouble now to keep from following
So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans
I'm either sick in the head
I need to be bled dry, to quit
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope that's it
Those boon times went bust my feet of clay they dried to dust
The red isn't the red we painted it's just rust
And the signature thing that used to bring a following
I have trouble now even remembering
So why did I kiss him so hard late last friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans
I'm either sick in the head
I need to be bled dry, to quit
Or I just really used to love him
Or I just really used to love him
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope that's it

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