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Songtexte: Adriana Evans. Nomadic. Something.


Lying in a bed... looking at a hole in the wall yeah
Forgive me if it seems I've been screening my phone calls
But darling I swear I didn't mean to shung you...
I just ran out of nice things to say
About the weather about the news or your new pair of shoes
Living the blues paying dues when it seems like you really didn't have
A clue

Out of nowhere came something (good love)
And the something said it all (good love)
And from nothing I gotta a lot of something
Something happened to me that made it all seem new

Lying through my teeth singing a clean version of a song
See the truth would blow your mind so I'm saying nothing's wrong
Darling I swear I didn't mean to shung you...
But I can only feel sorry for myself today
With all this money in my pocket still not living paid
I was seeing so many trees all around but
I still couldn't find no shade

Out of nowhere came something (good love)
And the something said it all (good love)
And from nothing I gotta a lot of something
Something happened to me that made it all seem new
Seem new
Didn't care about the weather or the news
Or your new pair of shoes
Living the blues paying dues when it seems like I really didn't have
A clue

Out of nowhere came something (good love)
And the something said it all (good love)
And from nothing I gotta a lot of something
And from nothing I gotta a lot of something something
Something going on
I gotta a lot of something
I gotta a lot of something yeah
I gotta a lot of something yeah yeah
I gotta a lot of something uh huh
[repeat]
Adriana Evans
Nomadic