Lyrics:
Burn
Yeah yeah
Lonely lonely lonely
Loneliness is such a, drag
So here I sit to face
That same old fire place
Gettin' ready for the same old
You see my purpose,
See my pride
You think I just saddle up my anger
And ride and ride and ride
You think I stand so firm
You think I sit so high
fire and face it until you feel the burn
Find the place, but it falls into my
Maybe it's my heart, maybe it's my home
We're saving face by talking up
time
I swear I saw your face change, it didn't seem quite right
And it's hello babe, with your guardian eyes so blue
Hey my baby, don't you know our
I'm not gonna leave it in destiny's hands
I can't sit and wait for my princess to arrive
I gotta struggle and fight to keep my dream alive
I'd search
BAD AT PARTIES
written by: lina tullgren, simon hanes
it’s nothing like it was before
tell us what you wanted most
something sits in the side of my
My face feels numb and lifelessly
I sit in the dark need some privacy
But my shadow don't leave it's a rivalry, Ya it's a rivalry
My face feels numb
school-boy crush wasn't just pretend
Life goes by so fast
You only want to do what you think is right
Close your eyes and then it's past
Story of my life
of my tomorrows start today
Sometimes I sit back and wonder
If a little temptation is all I really need
We're on a road that we've never been
a bitch
Afterparty with my niggas slumber party with your bitch
Finna hit the lick, 10 56, takin' sips, let the syrup sit
Let it get the mix, everyday we
On my face
On my face
Singing la, la
La, la, la, la (la, la)
La, la, la, la, la, la (la, la)
La, la, la, la, la, la (ooh, la)
Sometimes I sit
and they try
All alone with nobody beside
You sit there and cry, just wishin' you'd die
Know this life is a test, tryna pass it
With my face
I'm trying
Just lost my thug, ripped him apart, yeah they sprayed my man
I cry, I sit by the fan, somebody gon' die, they bang
I'm looking for unity,
my life
My mass done resurrected
And I'm Ghostface Killah, way more than you expected
Those who fear his return, must face the catastrophe
Yes but
pick up the pace, there ain't no slowin' me up
Get the fuck out my face, can you stop blowing me up?
'Cause my time is expensive, one mil' a setlist
feelings
Is something that you can't outrun
Whoa, whoa
You can't unlive where you're from
I know women who used to love by the hour
I've seen men fall
duct tape stretched out
Ducked the fuck way down, waitin' to straight jump out
Put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now?
Oh, you
When I can do nothing, but sit by
As my loves grow old and wither
And with each of them, take a fragment of my heart
and prolong this endless
the mountains High
Beneath the tree I love to lie
And watch the snails go whizzing by
It's foolish but it's fun
I want to sing, I want to waltz
My heart is
Day and night
By the window
Of my mind
There you are
In the courtyard
One last time
The singing of a famous song I`ve never heard
in one do tour make 'em sick with no cure,
As she sits by da bar she sips cristy,
In the mist of da party,
They bump hits by J.D.,
Da B-R-A-T, we
do? Cop down
What we do? Cop down
What we do, do?
Throw my hat back, bitch
You's a punk-rock bitch
Give me FaceTime, bitch
We the clack-clack
While we sit at our table my family heads bowed low
My thoughts return to childhood to the finest guy I know
He doesn't speak good English he's
Hidden in silence, below barren waste
Confusion, hunger, am I still awake?
Have I ever told you about my time machine?
Sit you down, I'll tell you
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