Lyrics:
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed,
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed,
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed,
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed,
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
Basquiats
She learning a new word, it's yacht
Blew the world up as soon as I hit the club with her
Too Short called, told me "I fell in love with her"
Written and produced by Ruby Rose Lee. Vocals, violin, and guitar performed by Ruby Rose Lee.
…
I could smile at you like the Mona Lisa,
(Like
can't speak any Italian
But words are replaced under Siennese skies
By nothing so much as a nod and a sigh
And a wish to be always like this
still to repair
(We workin' on it)
Did it all with love, God, and Jesus (amen)
World in his palms, Akeem still needed Lisa (he needed her)
I hope he
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best
Instead of getting 'em off my chest
To let 'em rest unexpressed
I hate parading
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed,
I hate
hele wêreld word stil
Luister in die donker uur
Na die naggeluide
Van Lisa se klavier
Ja die hele wêreld word stil
Luister in die donker uur
Na die
be your beast
Girl you can't be my freak, you be that Mona
If I can't be your Lisa, nar you be Lisa
Girl I can't make you moan, I be that refer
Take
naggeluide
Van Lisa se klavier
Ja, die hele wêreld word stil
Luister in die donker uur
Na die naggeluide
Van Lisa se klavier
Ek ken 'n ou, ou liedjie
Van
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
confident
Oh no no, oh no no
And I'm down with it
Oh no no, oh no no
She's confident
You could tell by the way she walks in the room
She said it's her
.jpg/202px-Outside_Lands_2011_-_Donny_Gerrard_(cropped).jpg "Donny Gerrard")
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