Представляем точный текст композиции "100 Fathers" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Cecil Otter . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «100 Fathers» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Cecil Otter передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Cecil Otter - "100 Fathers"
Lyrics to 100 Fathers : now this new jack can sit in the old room going for broke wrangling wild horses with my toes in the rope holding a smoke, i lay back and enjoy the drag i may be broke, praise the fact that i employ the flag burners on freights make it hard to watch the road sometimes looking for a place to stay in barbershops with open signs soaked in wine, booze smoking wisdom now im the right mood to hold the rhythm i hold some wholesome women pick up the old six string and write a song for false imprisonment but i never shot a man and i never been to reno guess im better of demanding plans of ''' theres a veteran of this monster who wears the heads of a hundred fathers and lets the thunderkisses waterworks night stalker walking dead with other offers my rudders locked for the evening, ship still sailing crushing into docks when im sleeping dont mock the meaning and i wont stop dreaming while im off eating more than i can fit my mouth around this sound has lost its leaning often feeding on its own young so whats the cost of fleeing if you dont run now no one is as beautiful as a rainy season making love to a funeral for the dead-dreamers, and the slave drivers, this is cecil otter forever fever for the cave-lifers, and stage divers, and cage fighters like this oat sleeps in the acorn, that ghost sleeps in the new born i slit the throats to keep my cave warm in hopes that it keeps my true form somber theres a veteran of this monster who wears the heads of a hundred fathers and lets the thunderkisses waterworks night stalker walking dead with other offers this house is haunted it was built over burried axes this couch, im on it still sober barely active carry caskets that some are calling dead weight theyre of the falling (') type eating dough before the bread bakes my head aches and it pains me to medicate it but until i learn to brave the road alone ill stay dedicated if my bed is made with an audience in mind itll most likely fight me off with the fists of time i dont miss the finer things in life anymore designer rings were just knives, ready for the kill ready for the score, how many whore their skill how many warm their soul with the will of an author theres a veteran of this monster who wears the heads of a hundred fathers and lets the thunderkisses waterworks night stalker walking dead with other offers like this oat sleeps in the acorn, that ghost sleeps in the new born i slit the throats to keep my cave warm in hopes that it keeps my true form somber [ 100 Fathers Lyrics ]
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