Lyrics:
the fuck is that sound
My coins are in bags, but my stacks are in pounds
Miu Miu boots stomp a bitch in the ground
Pink pussy gun, it can go for some rounds
an instrument
But they wanted him down
So he found him self on the ground
My world is pink, is pink for me
In the name of music let's follow your dreams
My world
ground
Pink Pinkfong
La la la la
la la la la la
La la la la
la la la la la
Oh its a pink scarf
I love pink
What is this sound
Wow its a white
Pink snow falls on
Futamatagawa
Covering coupons
On the ground
Pink snow falls
One week in april
Opening
Dimensions lost
Picnics come
never will he be out
In a dream you are pulling me
I'm lying on the ground
next to a pink wedding gown
I'm sick, your veins
let it rain
Pastures
was gone before you met me
You got your homeboys, your hang-around-boys
You fix that roof but your roots to the ground-boys
Pink house, the white fence
There's a reason to be wild and set this fire
Fear the system, fear their power
And burn it to the ground, black and pink
Fear your future, fear their power
around
Invisible smoke
I know I'm gonna regret this
Ache the whole way home
I'm not anxious anymore, except when she's around
Pink light on the ground
See
La da da da da
Pop
I'm gonna pop your heart
Like pink bubblegum
Pink bubblegum
Like you didn't think that you could lose
Bit off more than you could
prevent rejection reappearin in life
I even lay the toughest down for you
Paint the ground blood pink for you, only so that you feel me right
Then hear me
spread on the ground
(Powder pink and general, the kitchen sink, a funeral)
Every loving other
Don't you fade on me
Like a bomb that's about to blow
to waste my time
Just the hundred packs, and then lie on the ground
The Pink travel cheques, are really sweet
No, we don't want anything else
Just
to the sky
Higher, we'll fly
And when we touch the ground
We'll see Bermuda, baby
Pink sandy beaches
Warm and shady
Palm trees and peaches
There's no saying
Sippin' Pink Whitney
Sippin' Pink Whitney
Sippin' Pink Whitney
Sippin' Pink Whitney
Sippin' Pink Whitney
Sippin' Pink Whitney
Sippin' Pink Whitney
It’s like my peace of mind
Even when I’m in the dark
Still gotta let me shine
Let me fly, my mind’s got wings on it
Gotta play that ground, got pink
It's like my peace of mind
Even when I'm in the dark
Still gotta let me shine
Let me fly, my mind's got wings on it
Gotta play that ground, got pink
passing through
Two souls venturing into the moon
The life before, whoever really knew
Seek a different part of you
Common ground, flowers bloom
Pink
the oven
Pink ground, power off, yes I'm coming
Chess ground, new God but I'm still loving
Who's next? I just wanna fucking kiss another
You got it bad? I
alright
And in the mornings before school
I sat on my bike
For that quite long school ride
Awakening cool
Me whirlwind
Dew on the ground
Up high: pink
And now these thoughts are hurting less
I try to let them rest
When I brought them down to Camp Demons
I locked them in a chest
Buried under ground
Under
building this shit from ground
Mixing the pink with the lime
She giving me looks with her eyes
I'm in it i'm swimming I slide
That pussy it feel like a prize
treasure on the ground
It's a pink crown
And it's made out of plastic and small
but i know who is the one who wore
This really precious thing my
the leaves
Hot. hot earth, too hot
Impatient for the breeze
Theres a smell of rotting peaches hanging thick on the ground
And the pink bodied children making
Ah, Ah, Ah
Ah, Ah, Ah
Yeah
Full moon pink
From the ground lunar eclipse
That's what I see
Reminds me that there's things that are
Outside of my
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