The neighbourhood – Sweater weather (Дмитрий)

All I am is a man
I want the world in my hands
I hate the beach
But I stand in California with my toes in the sand
Use the sleeves of my sweater
Let's have an adventure
Head in the clouds but my gravity's centered
Touch my neck and I'll touch yours
You in those little high waisted shorts, oh
She knows what I think about
And what I think about
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
No shirt, no blouse
Just us, you find out
Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about no
'Cause it's too cold whoa
For you here and now
So let me hold whoa
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
And if I may just take your breath away
I don't mind if there's not much to say
Sometimes the silence guides our minds
So move to a place so far away
The goosebumps start to raise
The minute that my left hand meets your waist
And then I watch your face
Put my finger on your tongue
'Cause you love to taste yeah
These hearts adore
Everyone the other beats hardest for
Inside this place is warm
Outside it starts to pour
Coming down
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
No shirt, no blouse
Just us, you find out
Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no, no, no
'Cause it's too cold whoa
For you here
And now
So let me hold whoa
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
'Cause it's too cold whoa
For you here and now
So let me hold whoa
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
Whoa, whoa...
Whoa, whoa... whoa
Whoa, whoa...
'Cause it's too cold whoa
For you here and now
So let me hold whoa
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
It's too cold whoa
For you here and now
So let me hold whoa
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
It's too cold
It's too cold
The holes of my sweater...

Twenty One Pilots – Stressed Out (Камила)

I wish I found some better sounds No one's ever heard
I wish I had a better voice That sang some better words
I wish I found some chords In an order that is new
I wish I didn't have to Rhyme every time I sang
I was told when I get older All my fears would shrink
But now I'm insecure And I care what people think
My name's blurryface And I care what you think
My name's blurryface And I care what you think
Wish we could turn back time, To the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep, But now we're stressed out
Wish we could turn back time, To the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep, But now we're stressed out
We're stressed out Sometimes a certain smell
Will take me back to when I was young How come I'm never able to
Identify where it's coming from? I'd make a candle out of it
If I ever found it Try to sell it, never sell out of it,
I'd probably only sell one It'd be to my brother,
'cause we have the same nose Same clothes, homegrown,
A stone's throw from a creek We used to roam
But it would remind us Of when nothing really mattered
Out of student loans And treehouse homes
We all would take the latter My name's blurryface
And I care what you think My name's blurryface
And I care what you think Wish we could turn back time,
To the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep,
But now we're stressed out Wish we could turn back time,
To the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep,
But now we're stressed out We used to play pretend,
Give each other different names We would build a rocket ship
And then we'd fly it far away Used to dream of outer space,
But now they're laughing at our face Saying: wake up, you need to make money
Yo
We used to play pretend, Give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship And then we'd fly it far away
Used to dream of outer space But now they're laughing at our face
Saying: wake up, you need to make money
Yo
Wish we could turn back time, To the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep, But now we're stressed out
Wish we could turn back time, To the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep, But now we're stressed out
Used to play pretend, Used to play pretend, bunny
We used to play pretend, Wake up, you need the money
Used to play pretend, Used to play pretend, bunny
We used to play pretend, Wake up, you need the money
We used to play pretend, Give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship And then we'd fly it far away
Used to dream of outer space But now they're laughing at our face
Saying: wake up, you need to make money Yo

Vance Joy – Riptide (Наиль)

I was scared of dentists and the dark
I was scared of pretty girls and starting conversations
Oh all my friends are turning green
You're the magicians assistant in their dreams.
Awooo... Awooo
And they come unstuck
Lady, running down to the riptide
taken away to the dark side
I wanna be your left hand man.
I love you, when you're singing that song and
I got a lump in my throat 'cause
you're gonna sing the words wrong
There's this movie that I think you'll like
this guy decides to quit his job and heads to New York City
this cowboy's running from himself.
And she's been living on the highest shelf
Awooo... Awooo
And they come unstuck
Lady, running down to the riptide
taken away to the dark side
I wanna be your left hand man.
I love you when you're singing that song and
I got a lump in my throat 'cause
you're gonna sing the words wrong
I just wanna, I just wanna know
If you're gonna, if you're gonna stay
I just gotta, I just gotta know
I can't have it, I can't have it any other way
I swear she's destined for the screen
Closest thing to Michelle Pfeiffer that you've ever seen, oh
Lady, running down to the riptide
taken away to the dark side
I wanna be your left hand man.
I love you when you're singing that song and
I got a lump in my throat 'cause
you're gonna sing the words wrong
Oh lady, running down to the riptide
taken away to the dark side
I wanna be your left hand man.
I love you when you're singing that song and
I got a lump in my throat 'cause
you're gonna sing the words wrong
Oh lady, running down to the riptide
taken away to the dark side
I wanna be your left hand man.
I love you when you're singing that song and
I got a lump in my throat 'cause
you're gonna sing the words wrong
I got a lump in my throat 'cause you're gonna sing the words wrong