Lyrics:
the flowers
You know a man stands small against the sky
But if his dreams are turned to dust
Then he will surely die
Ink pot eyes
Ink pot eyes
Oh oh oh them
page have now loaded your gun
The wounds that I wear are the scars we should share
The words fill your page, I bleed the red ink
Your memories, they
She said we could get it written in ink if it makes it last forever
Tattoo me, I'll Tattoo you (Whoa)
I say show me something new, something cool, I
know
The vibe was written it was written in stone
And the ink was Magic if you wanna know
Tell me if I know and I’ll tell you so
Ask me how it is if you
have choose for let you see what i'm for real
So bring back Ink for me to live I am so sick no one can't found
Me and my friends just want to say hello
the pen
To write your fate
But something changed
Now, just dry ink on the edge
Dry ink on the edge
Dry ink on the edge
You feel like you wanna get out
the friction from my scripting can set flames
To the dripping can't contain it
The ink is gasoline and so I blaze it
This is just a gift for dedication prayer
I like ink on my wrist
Cuban links on yo bitch
Who is he
Threw a fit
Dopamine
For the kids
I like ink on my wrist
Cuban links on yo bitch
Who is he
Mostly trying to loosen up the ink inside his pen
It keeps on getting thicker than it was when love began
Since he started to allow her kind of love
Ink Spots on The Carpet
I wonder what they were writing 'fore they hit the floor
Was it dull or quite exciting
Was it something that everybody had
else
I like the way you ink my heart
I just want you, don't want nobody else and
The way that we move, got you feeling yourself and
When I see you
I know the situation's hairy
It can all be a little scary
But nonetheless I must confess
The way I feel when we compress
With my melancholic ink
With
first axe
They may be a memory, they may be in the past
But they are
The ink in my arm
That old red mustang, it was my first car
Its where I laid a bike
You have slipped into the inkwell
Flowing the black ink starts to climb
Crawling higher it slithers
So lay back down and soak it in
Black heart
Black
up to PROTEGE
remind them to look inside
Tell them it's ok
To feel how you feel
To think how you think
This moment is real
I write it in ink
We vibing
Check
Cold winds
A cold front
Cold flows
Air Max and some cold garms
Knitted Patta sweater
I'm old at heart
So I spill this ink and quill
You best
first job on the farm
Tell me I'm addicted
I don't care what you think
It's time for some ink it's time for some ink
You can see the stories
Of who I've
away
混音顾潇予
Remix: Gu Xiaoyu
你那传奇的五色
Your legendary colors
是那传神的水墨
It's the vivid ink
浓笔重彩总相宜
It's always appropriate to use thick strokes and heavy
But missed me
Naro saucy with the cream
Whip, whip Gelato
Flossing with the ink
Drip, drip Picasso
Naro saucy with the cream
Whip, whip Gelato
a televisão
Na atividade pra subir ink
Na atividade pra subir ink
Ilha da ironia até mercado escravo
Era mercado livre aqui
Na atividade pra subir ink
Na
mans whiskey
Someone brought daddy’s gun
Made my bones climbing high on the cherry tree
Days go slowly, years run by
Nights are lonely, ink’s run dry
Cold winds, a cold front
Cold flows, Air Max and some cold garms
Knitted Patta sweater, I'm old at heart
So I spill this ink and quill, you best
Writing stories with invisible ink
Writing the things that I cannot speak
Writing stories with invisible ink
Hiding the lyrics I cannot sing
I'm
There's a puny line between your body that will make you look good, but stupid
Do me a favour please save your money from
Ink Doodles
Clutchin' with
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