Lena Stone все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
- Birthday
You’re the last person I thought I would hear from
Was it a photograph or memory that brought me back up
Another year older
We’re another year over
We’ve already had closure
So
Don’t text me on my Birthday
What do you want me to say? It just leaves a bad taste
- Make Up My Mind
You’re kinda like a secret
My favorite midnight weakness
I want to share the air you’re breathing
I kinda hate your ego
Cause everywhere that we go
Boy I know it’s just attention that you’re seeking
I block your calls for a couple of days
I swear you off then you’re back at my place