Текст песни: Kris Delmhorst - Gravity
Gravity don`t work on me
The ground don`t pull me down
I can jump any thing I come to
I do not need to come down
Driving back from your house it`s first gear all the way home
I got my window wide wide open so I can feel the snow
Could get so stuck on you but I think I won`t
I could sink into this but I would rather just float
So I won`t stick to you like glue
I will drift by you just like smoke
I`ll leave you nothing but some dirty laundry
Nothing but a little catch in your throat
See the pretty rainbows in the oil slicks on the highway
Hear the lovely music of the sirens passing by
I could love every single person in this truck stop
I would not even have to try
So I won`t stick to you like glue
I will drift by you just like smoke
I`ll leave you nothing but some dirty laundry
Nothing but a little catch
And I throw it all away
Live on ice and wine
I`m made of skin and appetite
And I do not want to call you mine
So maybe last month`s paycheck is just a jingle in my pocket
Maybe last night`s love is all a pack of lies
Maybe last year`s questions still got no answers
But I still look down when I want to see the sky
And I won`t stick to you like glue
I will drift by you just like smoke
I`ll leave you nothing but some dirty laundry
Nothing but a little catch in your throat
Gravity don`t work on me
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Gravity don`t work on me
The ground don`t pull me down
I can jump any thing I come to
I do not need to come down
Driving back from your house it`s first gear all the way home
I got my window wide wide open so I can feel the snow
Could get so stuck on you but I think I won`t
I could sink into this but I would rather just float
So I won`t stick to you like glue
I will drift by you just like smoke
I`ll leave you nothing but some dirty laundry
Nothing but a little catch in your throat
See the pretty rainbows in the oil slicks on the highway
Hear the lovely music of the sirens passing by
I could love every single person in this truck stop
I would not even have to try
So I won`t stick to you like glue
I will drift by you just like smoke
I`ll leave you nothing but some dirty laundry
Nothing but a little catch
And I throw it all away
Live on ice and wine
I`m made of skin and appetite
And I do not want to call you mine
So maybe last month`s paycheck is just a jingle in my pocket
Maybe last night`s love is all a pack of lies
Maybe last year`s questions still got no answers
But I still look down when I want to see the sky
And I won`t stick to you like glue
I will drift by you just like smoke
I`ll leave you nothing but some dirty laundry
Nothing but a little catch in your throat
Gravity don`t work on me
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