T/The Killers/I feel it in my bones (ft. Ryan Pardey)
Dear Santa,
I’m writing you a letter, I’m sure you've got it all figured out. Things haven’t been easy Between me and you, I guess that there are things that you can’t undo
Maybe I was naughty once but now I’m nice!
- Boy you made the list, you know I checked it twice. Well guess what, you're still on it! Hahaha!
And I feel it in my bones And I feel it in my bones
- Hohoho, hohoho!
Nights have been restless, Pillows and sheets. Bet you got it all figured out. I sweat like a snowman out in the sun, Dreaming that there ain't nowhere to run to baby Nowhere to hide.
-Hey, Kringle! You mean to say when you were young, you never got wild? -Kid, don’t you get it? I’m gonna make an example out of you for every mother’s child
And I feel it in my bones - I’m coming for you! And I feel it in my bones
Silver bells and reigns Tinsel, holly. What happened to the rose red cheeks, Chimney, big bag presents and all, Fat and jolly, Tinsel holly.
And I feel it in my bones - Hohoho, hohoho! And I feel it in my bones - Merry Christmas! And I feel it in my bones - Hohoho, hohoho! And I feel it in my bones - Merry Christmas!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.