Текст песни OAR - Black Rock
OAR - Black Rock слова песни
On the black rock is where i spend my timewriting a memory or writing a rhymethinking about what is right or wrongOn the black rock is where i like to goAfter a long night comin home from the showthats where i write my songs on and onthe black rockSometimes, i just look aroundtaking the feeling coming out from the groundthats just something i do sometimesand then i just come out the doortaking the wind coming off of the shoreand thats what im just doing tonightOn the black rock is where i spend my timewriting a memory or writing a rhymethinking about what is right or wrongOn the black rock is where i like to goAfter a long night comin home from the showthats where i write my songs on and onthe black rockWhen you are on your ownnot speaking out is like fighting aloneand that is the worst damn way to fightand when you are scared no moreyou reach your hand out and just open the doorand thats just what were doing tonightOn the black rock is where i spend my timewriting a memory or writing a rhymethinking about what is right or wrongOn the black rock is where i like to goAfter a long night comin home from the showthats where i write my songs on and onthe black rock