The fray scars and stories album cover
She independently released a new song called 'Catch Me If You Can' on April 2, 2012. The song is only available on the deluxe edition bonus disc of the album.
#The fray scars and stories album cover code#
Get the embed code The Fray - Scars And Stories Album Lyrics1.Boulder to Birmingham (Emmylou Harris cover)2.Ready or Not (The Fugees cover)3.Why (Annie Lennox cover)The Fray Lyrics provided by In 2012, she featured on The Frays third studio album Scars and Stories on the track 'Ready or Not', which is a cover The Fugees. Toss me high only profile with my crew from Lacailleĭance around the border like I'm Cassius Clay
Oh baby, hey baby you can't hide from the black gold no.Ĭrews went for cover now they under pushin' up flowers The Fray - Scars And Stories (Deluxe Version) Buy The Fray Scars & Stories (Deluxe Edition) Mp3 Download. Oh baby, hey baby cause I got a lot oh yeah.Īnywhere you go, my whole crew gonna know You can't run away from these styles I got The band follows their anthemic heart on songs like Run For Your Life and Munich, both wonderfully coloured by producer Brendan OBrien at the helm. I be Nina Symone and defacating on your microphone To some gortex and sweats I make tracks like I'm homeless Rap orgies with Porgie and Bessīut I hex you, with some witches vu if you do-do Where I rest no stress if you don't smoke cess, less Yo, I play my enemies like a game of chess I think not, I send a letter to my friendsĪ born again, hooligan only to be king again My girl pinch's my hips to see if I still exist The band began streaming the song on their website on November 21, 2008. It was released in November 2008 as the lead single from their eponymous second studio album.Live performances of the song from concerts in Europe surfaced on YouTube in late 2007, when the song was titled 'Amistad'. I wanna play with pelicans from here to Bagdad 'You Found Me' is a song by American rock band the Fray. Money in the bag, bank a look like a drag Thinking about the robbe-RY that I did last WEEK I poor sip on the concrete, for the deceasedīut no don't weep, Wyclef in a state of sleep Those who fake they brake when they meet they four hundred pound mate if i could rule the worldĮveryone who have a gun and together of course we'd get the up in our their horse Those who convolate knows the world they hate Ready or not, Here I come, You can't hide