Musica de Andrew Mcmahon del Genero: Lyrics Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Lyrics son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Andrew Mcmahon tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Lyrics, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar su
[Verse 1]
Climbing out of the sky a man who could fly
And a painting anyone could play
It's a comic book crush that taught you to trust
Staring out of the stands at a rock n' roll band
And a hero no one else could save
It was never much but it's all that you gave
[Pre-Chorus]
And I wonder if you wonder, or did your stars finally explode?
Did the thunder pull you underneath the haze?
I'm amazed, than I let go
[Chorus]
Little minds let little games burn big old dreams with little flames
And you don't think I understand
Little holes in parachutes won't leave you falling
If they do, it's because you want to land
[Verse 2]
Climbing out of his chair to fix the T.V. glare is a man
But no one knows he's there
It's a Dramamine dream that kept them alive but lost
She's got her plastic friends and a brand new Benz and she laughs
Hell, sometimes life ain't fair
It's a comic book crush that got them nowhere
[Pre-Chorus]
And I wonder if you wonder, or did your stars finally explode?
Did the thunder pull you underneath the haze?
I'm amazed, than I let go
[Chorus]
Little minds let little games burn big old dreams with little flames
And you don't think I understand
Little holes in parachutes won't leave you falling
If they do, it's because you want to land
[Bridge]
These elevator doors are closing again you leave before I planned
I taste you walking down the hall
You left your perfume on the nightstand
[Chorus]
Little minds let little games burn big old dreams with little flames
And you don't think I understand
Little holes in parachutes won't leave you falling
If they do, it's because you want to land