Lyrics:
(Content we'll be if we will choose his way)
What God has done is not a hidden secret
Our eyes behold his glory day by day
Our hearts may feel his
Amb el cor content
no me n’he enduit gent;
tots partiu amb mi
i he estat un poc trist.
Tots feim un camí,
ho expliquem així;
tots
Promenade dans un bois la vielle Louisiane
Les ombres lougnes nos pas silents
l'air de la Louisiane
Toi et moi ne parlant pas
en sucant d'la
hizo sentirme genial
La ansiedad acelera
Y el miata no tira más
M para no pensar
La ansiedad acelera
Y el miata no tira más
Sigo llorando por lo que no
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Miata
Miata, miata (messy t-t-tesla)
Miata
Taking off in a Miata
Dripping in Prada
Feeling okay (okay)
Leaving the crib with
We've got all night
Please be here
Top of the stairs
No place for
The president
Build some fears
Left outside
Fuck, be content
To just get by
No la pongas tan difícil vamo adentro
Me manda una foto de ese booty y quedó lento
Es que solo dime, como diablo conecto?
Es que esa curva se ve muy
leave the house
In the dark before the dawn
A commuter with no place to run
I wish I could be content with the football scores
I wish I could be
I'm in a mystery
Ridin' 'round the city
Cruisin' in a Miata should I hit you up? I
Guess maybe I oughta not
You know I never really
Cared 'bout
In the gloaming by the fireside
With you, I'll be content
In the gloaming by the fireside
Every hour will be well spent
We'll see our hopes
you’re gone and all
My riches turned to rags
Gone and I don’t have no cause to brag
But when I had your love I was a king
Oh yes I was
When I had your
my soul
I've got to give vent to my emotions
I'm only content havin' my way
There is no other life
Of which I'm fonder
It's just the Gypsy in
people live in homes, so content and reposed
Unrushed through all the woe
While we share that woe
With those who have no woe at all
Some people live
In the gloaming by the fireside
With you, I'll be content
In the gloaming by the fireside
Every hour will be well spent
We'll see our hopes
felt content
To stargaze at the skies
Now I only want to melt
The stardust in your eyes
Star eyes, when if ever will my lips know
If it's me for
silent.
No need to be creative
Poetry never goes viral.
Digital world is here, I'm
Stripping off my real colors,
Just to be like all the other
Content
scared to live their dreams
No, not me
I just enjoy and celebrate
Enjoy the love we make
Enjoy, appreciate, enjoy
Just keep on doing it 'til my
un instant je suis content en l'air de la louisianne
Se promenant dans un bois de la vieille louisianne
Les ombres s'allongent nos pas silents l'air
place to hide
Always remember, the day we met in the foreign rain
You were content and, we went our separate ways
No matter which way the wind blows
Wait...
Mmmmmmmmmm
No, carry on
Give me content
Give me it now
Give me more
Content
Forgettable trash
I want it
Give me content
OK
OK
This is content
This
Gats by the punani (uh-huh)
For brown-nose pussy crushers
Cap peeling lovers, ignorant motherfuckers
Drive a Benz, no Miata (uh), this honey's got
Gats by the punani (uh-huh)
For brown-nose pussy crushers
Cap peeling lovers, ignorant motherfuckers
Drive a Benz, no Miata (uh), this honey's got
In the gloaming by the fireside
With you, I'll be content
In the gloaming by the fireside
Every hour will be well spent
We'll see our hopes
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