A keresés eredménye

In This Place

What does this place have without rules and without law?
He calls me and attracts me, I don't know why
I will unfold my wings and fly
It's the metaphor of something else
 
High, fly, after my spirit rises
I will cross the fog
My body and my soul connect in it
The place called Slaughter Race
 
Slaughter Race
 
If in the end I stay, what will you say?
I want to be here
Live like this
You know well that I'm dying for these cables, skids,
wheels that burn
It's what happiness makes me
It's what happiness makes me
 
High, fly, after my spirit rises
I will cross the fog
My body and my soul connect in it
The place called Slaughter Race
 
Slaughter Race
 
I have to leave, and
I still don't want to go
I still don't want to go
 
I have to leave, and
I still don't want to go
I still don't want to go
 
There's nothing like Slaughter Race
 
Slaughter Race
 
It's everything Slaughter Race
It's everything Slaughter Race
It's everything Slaughter Race
It's everything Slaughter Race
 

A Place Called Slaughter Race

Vanellope: Something needs me in this place which
Is called Slaughter Race, what can it be?
I'm feeling like a baby bird, maybe I'll fly
Is that a metaphor, isn't it?
Hey, a dollar store!
Oh! Sublime, I'm expressing myself in rhyme
Through the miasmas of a place which
Calls me, I don't know why
 
Shank: Hey, you're here! Stand still
Or it'll behead you
Other: This was such a steal
Vanellope: Is he high as a kite?
Shank: Everything
Other: Is beat-up or burned, cynical, you'll love it
Shank: Don't you find it cute
That shark in the sewer?
Other: Dogs and cats taste great
Together with van license plates
Many taunt us
Vanellope: Because they don't understand you!
Shank: We're eccentric, but
With a tender heart
Other: And, if you want, I'll tattoo you!
 
Slaughter Race
 
Vanellope: I'm traveling suspended, wow, it's happening to me!
And it seems incredible!
Shank: And your smile will shine
Vanellope: Here in Slaughter Race
Shank: In freedom
Vanellope: What I dreamed of
Shank: Will come true
Vanellope: This is
Shank: Happiness
Shank & Vanellope: I'm staying here!
 
Vanellope: Though, if I come back
I'll lose
My dreams forever
Other: The good ones, not the ones with weird clowns
Vanellope: Will Ralph understand? Who knows what he'll do if I tell him my place is here
 
I feel good in Slaughter Race
 
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My place in Slaughter Race

I don't know what to do now, I'm stuck here
I don't know where you are, if I'll see you again
But I don't care if I'm small
If everyone runs around me
 
You see, I don't sing well, not yet
Someone will listen to me
I want to drive the way I feel like
I want to be in Slaughter Race
 
Slaughter Race
 
I wish to dash in my car till dawn
And it would be okay
If you were here
Because you know that with you I'd laugh, scream, cry
But now I'm letting you go
Now I'm letting you go
 
Maybe I don't sing well, not yet
Someone will listen to me
I want to dream, I'll stay here
I want to be in Slaughter Race
 
Slaughter Race
 
Through these stars
The lights get colored
Vibrating confetti
 
I'm traveling again
I'd like to fly, but I can't
Maybe one day I'll learn
 
I'm staying here in Slaughter Race
 
Slaughter Race
 
Everything here in Slaughter Race
I want to be in Slaughter Race
Everything here in Slaughter Race
I want to be in Slaughter Race
 
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