Club 57 şarkı sözleri

I came to the city Was armed to the teeth With ideas and desires As my only company I got the keys to the car You got the keys to my head You call it karma, karma And I call it bad luck instead Well Is it love? Is it l-l-love? Or are we just craving attention? Is it love? Is it l-l-love? Or do we just want satisfaction? Is it? Is it? Cut to Paradise Garage There's paint on my hands Making art for the masses Out of lines off of your body I got the keys to the car You got the keys to my head You call it karma, karma I call it bad luck instead Uh Is it love? Is it l-l-love? Or are we just craving attention? Is it love? Is it l-l-love? Or do we just want satisfaction? Is it? Is it? Drugs, fame and money (is it?) A spotlight on our subway scene Club 57 (is it?) The city got the best of me Drugs, fame and money (is it?) A spotlight on our subway scene Club 57 (is it?) The city took the best of me Is it love? Is it l-l-love? Or am I just craving attention? Is it love? Is it l-l-love? Or do I just want satisfaction? Is it love? Is it l-l-love? Or are we just craving attention? Is it love? Is it l-l-love? Or do we just want satisfaction? Drugs, fame and money, uh Club 57, uh Drugs, fame and money, uh Club 57, uh