Lyrics:
grieving (Grieven’)
From all this deceivin’ (deceivin’)
Time for some healing (ooh yeah)
2020 fucked up don’t nobody got no answers
Traumatized from flashing
Ruzie is het enige dat baat
Wie kan ik nog grieven
Ruzie is het enige dat baat
Wie kan ik nog grieven
To help a hurting world that needs encouragement
To know that we're all loved and not abandoned
Oh to touch a heart compassion heals what's grieven
Remind
will be the next to get they fuckin' shoes took off
I really can't call it, cause once the gumbo be grieven
a nigga start ballin'
strike up the second
found out
Lord, It would kill him
'Cause he's still livin'
In yesterday
Whoever tells him
That she's not grieven'
Would just be leavin'
Flowers
I've got no money
I've got nobody
Just tell me
What's so funny
I have no time
I have no rhyme
Hear me grieven'
Out of the wild
I need more space
Reach my dream
Yoke hang in my feet
with stell of the fear
Heaviness in my brain
kill all my chill
It’ make me grieven
I just want
Quiet think
yo friends and uh fuck yo time
It's like I'm lose'n homies erryday
I guess I'm grieve'n
Tell me, where you from
Been feel'n kinda jaded
I'm like
It's
riet gestuurde kluitjes land
Oh Nederland mijn grieven land
Mijn taaie ongerieven land
Mijn wat zijn je motieven land
Mijn ingezonden brieven land
in snauwt
En het zooitje ontevreden houdt
Ja zolang de werkman worstelt met zijn grieven
Kan de vakbondsman nog steeds naar Tenerife
De sociale
zij niet
'K Jubel het uit 'k zing en ik fluit het hoogste lied
Vind ik een dwangbevel soms bij m'n brieven
Dat kan mijn goed humeur toch nimmer grieven
undefeated,
Culture vultures, bottom feeders
We all contribute to the people who grieven
Looks be deceive, what is you see in
Third eye blind
Until the veil
talkin about
Nope, never leavin I'll never stop breathin
I'll always be a heathin never leave my momma grieven
I'll never get old, never get week forever
wanhoop al mijn grieven
Maar neem vooral mijn toekomst mee
En steel mijn lichtste dromen
Ik weet dat jij ze best kan dragen
Dus wees niet bang je moet
De post brengt louter oude brieven
Die mededelen wat je al wist
Er is geen lust er zijn geen grieven
En er is niemand die je mist
Het is een dag
pleasures
spittin leacture to ease the world pressures
so that heathens that were thevien grieven
can now believin
that Jesus bleedin was for a reason cuz
livin in jail
we da poor feenin' for bail
grieven the cell
wappin' off to the porno books and the C.O. girls
we come home all around the world
you see
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