Lyrics:
kick sand
No sunburn, just tan
We up, Peter Pan
Drifting off, Never Land
Get hooked, hold my hand
Betimes never, just cause we can
I'm the G.O.c.T. you
never beAll the things that i wanna beTime's running
out, passing me byWith every day part of me dies
All the things, i like to beMake me scared,
'cause
As I roved out one May morning
One May morning betimes
I met a maid who from home had strayed
Just as the sun did shine
What makes you rise so soon
Sometimes it's very scary here; sometimes it's very sad;
Sometimes I think I'll disappear; betimes I think I have.
There's a line snaking down my
you
I felt like I'm home
I know where I belong
But when you were gone
I felt all alone
My life felt so wrong
Betimes I think first love is just a test
undergo the greatest pressure
We are dazzling when betimes it means it hurts
Treasure
In low light, I will luminesce
Swathed in stars and this evening
in the wind
When I raise my hands, I don't want to cause suffering
The many shall live, but the few have to die betimes
And then I will give,
still call me sly
That midnight
You broke up with me
Now i cant feel my lungs
And i betimes sip lean
I'm afraid i have to use drugs
This is the point
As I walked out one May morning
One May morning betimes
I met a maid from home had strayed
Just as the sun did shine
What makes you rise so soon my
of the beholder’s… all right with me…quite the sight to see…don’t fight that vibe to be…time is not the key, at least not for me…seize forgotten dreams of what ought
Bridge
Gentle across the way it lies
Under blue sunny skies
At times the water below flows raging
Betimes placid it rolls meandering
The earth
Tomorrow is Saint Valentine's day
All in the morning betime
And I a maid at your window
To be your Valentine
Then up he rose, and donn'd his clothes
you make me grow
Sometimes your loud, sometimes as calm as the rain
Sometimes I can’t figure you out
Your temperament betimes differs, never stays
lexu mesazhet kur kena pas fol
Premtime dhe betime hajt ma thuj ku jan sot
Zemra thyme endrra t'prishme, vetem m'kan lodh
Vetem eci mes shiut, baby po
this new jargon party been planned.
Ophelia: Tomorrow is Saint Valentine's day.
All in the morning betime,
And I a maid at your window,
To be your
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