David Franz - For My Own Health (Official Audio)
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- Опубліковано 26 сер 2021
- "For My Own Health" by David Franz out everywhere now from the album 'To The Unknown': ffm.to/totheunknown
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LYRICS:
There’s a liar inside me convincing me to have some hope
There’s a dirty old salesman who says we can get clean with his soap
Well I’m beginning to think that my optimism is a disease
My rose-colored glasses are making me bleed
Our love (our love) our love can’t heal itself
I gotta leave for my own health
There’s a demon inside me reminding me of good times gone
He’s trying to make me forget about the shit that’s wrong
Well I’m beginning to think that winning isn’t in our cards
My black jacks and aces are giving me scars
Our love (our love) our love can’t heal itself
I gotta leave for my own health
Shadows of light
Haunt me at night
Searching for peace
Only finding a fight
Well I’m beginning to think that my optimism is a disease
My rose-colored glasses are making me bleed
Our love (our love) our love can’t heal itself
I gotta leave for my own health
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beautiful and sublime track! hope the word spreads and this reaches to more people.
Tell David Franz to compose more music, he's badass!
This song reminds me of a movie soundtrack, where a man begins to plot his revenge, but doesn't lose his elegance as he does it
¿Cómo se llama la película?
Incluso aquí ando. Alcanzaré los rincones del Internet si así lo permite mi destino.
Good video🌹(
¡El pueblo exige la letra de esta canción! 😡
Here you go, Carlos... thanks for asking.
There’s a liar inside me convincing me to have some hope
There’s a dirty old salesman who says we can get clean with his soap
Well I’m beginning to think that my optimism is a disease
My rose-colored glasses are making me bleed
Our love (our love) our love can’t heal itself
I gotta leave for my own health
There’s a demon inside me reminding me of good times gone
He’s trying to make me forget about the shit that’s wrong
Well I’m beginning to think that winning isn’t in our cards
My black jacks and aces are giving me scars
Our love (our love) our love can’t heal itself
I gotta leave for my own health
Shadows of light
Haunt me at night
Searching for peace
Only finding a fight
Well I’m beginning to think that my optimism is a disease
My rose-colored glasses are making me bleed
Our love (our love) our love can’t heal itself
I gotta leave for my own health
I gotta go
I’m out
@@Undergroundsun Gracias por la letra. 😃