Bentley Jones love

Bentley Jones love

بنتلی جونز،ضربان قلبم!
Bentley Jones love

Bentley Jones love

بنتلی جونز،ضربان قلبم!

Depend on you ~Depend on me~



I search the night for some time to kill
But all I can find are stars
In the wake of my biggest mistake
We will all lay down my heart

I stumble on old memories
Like a ghost town I forgot
And now I’m lost on empty streets
That keep getting dark

*Oh I don’t know who you will become
I don’t know where you’ll be
All I can promise you is history
The future’s a place where we cannot be

**When all is said and done
I will be free
And when I’m gone
You can’t depend on me
In time you’ll see
You stand alone
Into our own

The rain upon the window pane
Is a hundred whispering words
They tell me where the door is to leave
And how I should run

Oh I don’t know who you will become
I don’t know where you’ll be
All I can promise is you won’t have me
Just close your eyes, that’s where I’ll always be

** REPEAT

***When all is said and done
I will be free
And when I’m gone
You can’t depend on me
We make a path
That we must tread
Into the red

* REPEAT

Although I know
It’s true
About me and you
I can’t deny that I depend on you
Now I have found you’ve let me down
Never again

** REPEAT

*** REPEAT


Oh-Wei-Oh (Devil in Headphones)

"اوه، وی آه (شیطان در هدفون)"، اولین واحد بنتلی از آسیا اولین هنرمند اصلی خود است.
منتشر شد

24-08-2011 (ژاپن)
14-10-2011 (بین المللی)
2011/05/09 (★ PHUNKST R ریمیکس)
قالب

دانلود دیجیتال

نوع

رقص، پاپ

تعداد آهنگ

# 1 (تک)

طول

03:41

Board News blog and bentley jones!

بنتلی جونز ک در آگوست امسال در سایت اختصاصی خود ب آدرس:

 Www.Bentleyjones.com

 خبر از ساخت دومین آلبوم خود داده بود. اینجانب"lee love" با کمک دوست عزیزم "آرام"سعی خواهیم داشت تا پیش نمایش این موسیقی را در  bentley jones love  قرار دهیم.



Lyric Bandana-na-na


Wake up in the morning, what’s the deal with this face?
A great big honking zit and my hair outta place
I gotta make a move, I always got stuff to do
So I grabba-grabba bandana and everything is cool

(Na-na-na, na-na-na)
With my ban-d-dan-d-dan, ban-d-dan-d-dan
Ban-d-dan-d-dan – na

Heading to the gym, keep it cut, keep it trim
The ladies like the muscles so I gotta keep it in
My big red hair always gets in the way
So I grabba-grabba bandana and I can lift my weight, son!

(Na-na-na, na-na-na)
With my ban-d-dan-d-dan, ban-d-dan-d-dan
Ban-d-dan-d-dan – na

Hater’s jackin’ coz they’re smackin’ up my style
They ain’t seen me for a while
So they’re spitting all their bile
They be frantic coz I’ve upgraded my game
Now watch me put them all to shame
(Coz him drop it like this)

(Na-na-na, na-na-na)
With my ban-d-dan-d-dan, ban-d-dan-d-dan
Ban-d-dan-d-dan – na

White kid from the ‘burbs, never cool, never street
Never ever being down, always looking at his feet
Bandana, a tank – disbelievers gonna curl
I’m a muthafrackin’ pimp and I’m travelling the world

(Na-na-na, na-na-na)
With my ban-d-dan-d-dan, ban-d-dan-d-dan
Ban-d-dan-d-dan – na