Lyrics:
introduced the oceans to the earth
Well whoever made the snowflakes
Made shadows where doubts lurk
I suspect an artist is at work
I know when an artist
, re-e-e-ed)
Losing him was blue like I'd never known (re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
Missing him was dark grey, all alone (re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
Forgetting him was
(re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
Yeah, yeah (re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
His love was like
Driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street
(re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
Yeah, yeah (re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
His love was like
Driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
(Ed Sheeran / Shape Of You)
Mmm
I'm in love with the shape of you
We push and pull
Ed Sheeran's number one
And Ed Sheerans's number two
Ed Sheeran's number three
Five, six
And seven, eight, nine and ten
At four a great new act
artist
And everybody knows you by a different name
I didn't catch your first name
I didn't get your last
I didn't hear too much what was said
My
pound
We're gonna roll
Can you feel me now with my body?
Get down to the sound
It's Ed Sheeran in the place
And Alonestar rising up
We gotta rise up
I
rap
Got to pay to get your boys back
I'ma kidnap artists
Real artists
Fake artists
Strong artists
Weak artists
Tight jeans wearing new rap R&B
(Love Fred Sharon, hate Ed Sheeran)
I'm Fred Sharon, I'm out to love you
(Love Fred Sharon, hate Ed Sheeran)
But I'm Fred Sharon so I'm out to hate
The millions get wired, them Benny hunnids still go in pocket
I party with Ed Sheeran, my homies still hold the rocket
'Cause I'm so hood, it don't make no
And the men who hold high places
Must be the ones who start
To mold a new reality
Closer to the heart
Closer to the heart
The blacksmith
(辛い記憶も)
一気に (時代の roar)
即 飲み干す (自分と共存)
一気に (okay now I'm ready fo' sho')
さあ 飲め飲め飲め飲め このグラス ay
さあ 酔え酔え酔え 今 to your artist
ワンショット (one shot) ツーショット
And the men who hold high places
Must be the ones who start
To mold a new reality
Closer to the heart
Closer to the heart
The blacksmith
Ready to die
Ed Sheeran, alone Star
Comin' out here freestylin' with the guitar
'Cause I've forgotten the lyrics of this bit right here
So I
the good that I did was for nothing (ah)
All the good that I did was for nothing
Why don't I just let it be?
I'm thankful to young lovers
New York
brought these niggas to the game
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder If I can come take some of yours
When I go get a new Bentley
I just want
When I go out with artists
They talk about language and the Cubists and the Dadaists
And I try to catch their meanings
And keep up with all
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
of you
You get to love, you have to talk to somebody about a new life
I don't love my wife anymore, I don't love my kids anymore
Missin' out on life,
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
It doesn't matter which radio station I'm on
Every hour has its own Ed Sheeran song
It's really good to know he loves the shape of me
But I just want
.jpg/237px-Ed_Sheeran-6886_(cropped).jpg "Ed Sheeran")
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