Lyrics:
die is ver**d
Want de tranen hield ik in
En dat doe ik al sinds kind
Je kent de trauma niet in mij
Maar geloof me heb ze ook
En ik praat niet graag
be what I need
Or is the answer somewhere inside me
Yet I'm not short on time
And there's another girl I think I might like
I told myself I'd never
You gon' catch it like a Percocet
You gonna throw it back?
I'ma drum it, like a drum set
I just gave her a Mickey D's, then I dick her down they wanna
Letting go
He feels magnetic
He makes it easy to be poetic
Our song keeps writing itself so well
I don't want it to end
And if it does bet I'd write it
The 70's were just a little hard on me
I really wish my memory
would help me see more clear
I'd like to recognize me
in the stories that I hear
It seems I
to the pearly gates just cause I cannot forgive them
But that is a task of its own
Three years ago, I'd be quick to say, nigga, pass the patron
At 21, I was so
the commitment to you was unusual
Drifting in space
Wondering if I'd loved you a little bit more would it change
Cause I'm a man of my word
If I work for the heart
ceux qui m'ont vu naître
Les sentiments sont morts, j'veux changer d'décors et le trésor, crois-moi que c'est moi qui le dérobe
(Et le trésor
Et le
Oh, elle est partie
Notre jeunesse
Il s'en est fallu de peu
Oh, mes amis
Changez d'adresse
Je voudrais devenir vieux
Oh, les orties
Que
Dehors, y a rien à faire
Ils parlent d'un cyclone
On compte les éclairs
Le feu lèche les pylônes
Il y a de la panique
Des gourous qui cajolent
Des
fond
Rien n'est
Sublime
Les vapeurs d'été
Nos mains précipitées
Vers l'inconnu
Ça nous rendait plus fort
Comme si
Dans ton aéroport
Jamais la
szemed hajtsd le fejed így bánkódnod sem kell
Legyen nagy műmell az insta-d full űber
Hirdessék a képeid hogy minden frankó hidd el
Nem tudja senki azt sem
merde
J'ai peur des choses
Bazar d'amour
Je pleure mes mots
Je pleure mes mots
Je pleure mes mots
Je pleure mes mots
Suis je le quelqu'un de quelqu'un
l’aimait pas
Qu’est-ce que j’attends
Pour changer
Mon fusil d’épaule ?
C’est peut-être le temps
De me venger
Tu vas voir qu’y la trouveront fucking pas drôle
Last night I awoke
I just couldn't sleep,
I'd read too much news
There was a dog on my feet.
Too much to remember,
or not finished yet
A list
to reprieve
It don't always work that way
I just go by what I see
NO, I WON'T LET IT GO
(The devil made the world while God was sleepin')
If I could, I'd
you lied rarely, barely, i'm the only one on this team playing fairly, said I'd take the high road but I cant find it no GPS to navigate a hypocrite
control
Last time
I felt fine was
February
Got my head up on a swivel
Tweaked the fuck out
Don't think those gels were really
L s d
Your fucking with me
I
leave it all behind
Who knew I'd find someone that I can't ignore?
Never leaves me wanting more, oh
Now I won't turn around; I had never known before
trouvera
Quelqu'un d'autre
Qui partira loin comme
Tous les autres
Car quand
Vient l'automne
Ils s'en vont
Et elle reste
Ils reprennent leur vie,
Ils
È colpa del passato che tiene incatenato
Il senso del giudizio, della criticità
Se mi trovo d'accordo
Con tutto ciò che senti
E non riesco a fare
thought I'd see you back again in town
The rhythm of your heart, does it still beat with mesmerizing sounds
Every now and then, would you still remember
I
a pas d'espoir
Mais j'ai compris le game
Et j'ai trois dates par semaine
Et je m'aventure
J'm'invente des allures
Comtesse de Ségur
De cette
D'tjes zat
Me money is al lang maar ren ik door dan maakt het meters gap
Me invest in gevallen morgen weer erop we maken alles back
Ik leef dit alles het
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