1. |
'Falling'
04:19
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There's not such thing as 'falling'
when you've never had a floor under you feet
Though there's not a mole in your skin
Where I haven't been
I still don't feel the way you feel about me.
It's been selfish of me
To prentend I'm someone I haven't ever been
To pretend like it worked out fine
When it didn't work at all
So instead of asking
What did you do wrong
Get yourself someone
To clean your wounds
And when they ask me
What went wrong
I will just say ' I'm sorry,
I regret it so much'
I remember the time when you look me into the eye
Ans said 'I'm sure that this will last'
You wouldn't know why I looked the other way
Untill you got your first scar because of me
Day by day I saw
How that light in your eyes went off
And still I had the gut to say
Darling, you've done all this by yourself
So instead of asking
What did you do wrong
Get yourself someone
To clean your wounds
Ans when they ask me
What went wrong
I will just say 'I'm sorry
I regret it so much.
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2. |
Growing Up
04:23
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I'm stuck
in between of who I really am
and who they want me to be
in between of who I want to be
and who's best for you to be with
But I still do thing I shouldn't do
I make bad choices from time to time
But I'm good, at lest I used to
And I´m young and sometimes I fuck things up
I do thing I can't even understand but I hope
all will work out fine
I'd be fragile, but I'm not weak
Innocent but not naive
I'm just growing up
I've got to figurate out
what I want, who I am
where's my place in this brave new world
If I should stay alone
or if I need someone
If it's right I feel I need someone
'cause I know that love won't save my life
but at night, I could use some love at night
And I've been waiting my whole life for him
but his delay has given me time to think
I need nothing to complete myself
I'd be fragile, but I'm not weak
Innocent but not naive
I'm just growing up
So sorry lover, you've showed up to late
they hace broke my heart, I'm afraid I've lost my faith
Sorry lover, I'm not sorry for all the time you've wasted
you have broke my heart, and I'll never love again
I'd be fragile, but I'm not weak
Innocent but not naive
I'm just growing up
And I'm borken but I've got hope
I'm broken but I'm not alone
I´ll find my path
I'm just growing up
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3. |
Open Road Oldest Song
03:29
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Looking for some safety
I'm too weak on my own
I could use a stranger
To keep me warm
And I'm afraid I haven't got
room for love
I my luggage there are only
dirty clothes
I'm looking for a place
to call home
I'm longing for a new man
to call my own
'Cause I don't know where I'm going
I don't know what I'm looking for
I don't know when will the journey end
but that doesn't scare me at all
And I wish I could come
back to you
'cause it seems so empty
this hotel room
I'm sick of this blues life that i life
sick of riding with the wind
who's free as me
but yet I still travel on my own
'cause that's what you wanted
when we were young
maybe you're not the one
who took of
maybe I'm gone and you're waiting at home
'Cause I don't know where I'm going
I don't know what I'm looking for
I don't know when will the journey end
but that doesn't scare me at all
I've been gone, for so long I tought
I'd better write you a song
so wherever you are you can sing along
to the open road oldest song
to the open road oldest song
'Cause I don't know where I'm going
I don't know what I'm looking for
I don't know when will the journey end
but that doesn't scare me at all
Hey, sugar, you better sing along
to the open road oldest song
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5. |
I Burnt Myself
03:55
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I close my eyes
As this movement could change a thing
As if I could dissapear just for a while
But yet, when I opened them
I do it knowing it will break my heart
Cause the reflection on the mirror
It's judging me and I can't make it stop
And still I try to look for myself under the sheets
But there's nothing left
On the unmade bed
I burnt myself
Fire burns
I know it cause I've felt its touch
Fire hurts
Even more knowing its your fault
And I thought
That I respected myself but I was wrong
I see the first who doesn't care it's me
And still I try to look for myself under the sheets
But there's nothing left
On the unmade bed
I burnt myself
And still I try to find the strengh to stand on my feet
To find I'm stronger than I tought I was
I burnt myself I fooled myself
By giving you another chance
I burnt myself I fooled myself
Cause I couldn't take it was the end
I burnt myself
But I'm stronger than I thought I was
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6. |
Birds
04:57
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7. |
I Try
02:56
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8. |
A Good Man
03:36
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9. |
Him
03:52
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10. |
Against the Wall
02:53
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11. |
Middle Class
03:04
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12. |
Sleepyhead
04:09
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13. |
Your Wounds
03:58
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Mikke Perkinson Madrid, Spain
Brought up in a village near Madrid, 20 year-old Miguel Tafur has been writing and singing songs for two years now. The project Mikke Perkinson, borns as a way of hiding from his surroundings, by using english lyrics.
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