Traducción de la letra Fame infamy ingles de Fall Out Boy

Idioma Origen: --Auto-- Español Ingles Arabic Czech Danish German Estonian Finnish French Dutch Greek Hebrew Haitian Creole Hungarian Indonesian Italian Japanese Korean Lithuanian Latvian Norwegian Polish Portuguese Romanian Russian Slovak Slovene Swedish Thai Turkish Ukrainian Vietnamese Simplified Chinese Traditional Chinese

I'm a preacher sweating in the pews
For the salvation I'm bringing you
I'm a salesman selling you hooks and plans
And myself for making demands


When I'm home alone
I just dance by myself
And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen
The kid was alright but it went to his head


I am God's gift
Why would he bless me with such wit without a conscience equipped
I'm addicted to the way I feel when I think of you
''There's too much green to feel blue''


When I'm home alone, I just can't stop myself
And you pull my head so close (fighting bulls w/ the true) Signing off, I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen The King was alright but it went to his head When I'm home alone, I just can't stop myself And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen
I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen
I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen
The kid was alright but it went to his head

Idioma Destino: --Seleccione-- Español Ingles Arabic Czech Danish German Estonian Finnish French Dutch Greek Hebrew Haitian Creole Hungarian Indonesian Italian Japanese Korean Lithuanian Latvian Norwegian Polish Portuguese Romanian Russian Slovak Slovene Swedish Thai Turkish Ukrainian Vietnamese Simplified Chinese Traditional Chinese

I'm a preacher sweating in the pews
For the salvation I'm bringing you
I'm a salesman selling you hooks and plans
And myself for making demands


When I'm home alone
I just dance by myself
And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen
The kid was alright but it went to his head


I am God's gift
Why would he bless me with such wit without a conscience equipped
I'm addicted to the way I feel when I think of you
''There's too much green to feel blue''


When I'm home alone, I just can't stop myself
And you pull my head so close (fighting bulls w/ the true) Signing off, I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen The King was alright but it went to his head When I'm home alone, I just can't stop myself And you pull my head so close volume goes with the truth
Signing off I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen
I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen
I'm alright in bed but I'm better with a pen
The kid was alright but it went to his head