Lyrics:
or hints
For traces of the craftsman's fingerprints
I don't know who made the snowflake
So intricate sublime
But I can spot an artist every time
Oh, I
was red (re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
(Re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
Red (re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
(Re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
Touching him was like
Realizing all you
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,
was red (re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
(Re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
Loving him was red (re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
(Re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
Touching him was like
was red (re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
(Re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
Loving him was red (re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
(Re-e-e-ed, re-e-e-ed)
Touching him was like
Zack Junior
Gears in tact with the black Supra's
Knife in the gun fight, trying to stab Rugers
Nigga your time is comin'
Fuck with me and your time
America's most complete artist"
"What's your name boy?"
"I.. am.." "America's most complete artist"
"You better get ready"
"for America's most complete
The illest
飲み干せ just like ディオニュソス
片手に酒 もう片手にテュルソス
透明なクリスタルグラス中 揺れる芸術
芸術も酒 飲めば酔うぜ fool
You dunno, you dunno, you dunno
What to do with
I'ma show you 別の
the
Currents of his time
This is not a popular role
Yet in retrospect, we see how the artist's
Fidelity has strengthened
The fibre of our national life
If
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
amazing and I think he's fantastic
And I feel really honored to be here
So, that's it, it's time to welcome the fantastic Ed Sheeran to the stage
Make
Sharon
Acoustic guitars and Indian instruments
My specialty
Hate Ed Sheeran
Love Fred Sharon, hate Ed Sheeran
Love Fred Sharon, hate Ed Sheeran
Fred
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
Oh, oh my darling
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
The artist pays the price
So you won't have to pay
If only we would listen
To what they have to say
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
pull up to his mansion alone
And don't come in with all that gun play
Your artists be taking my swag
I wonder if I could come take some of yours
Oh, oh my darling
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
The artist pays the price
So you won't have to pay
If only we would listen
To what they have to say
long with a grin on his face
He said, ?Boys you had better not try
Kissin' 'em girls 'cause I won't stand by?
Uncle Toad sittin' by the wrought iron
friends don't want to hurt me
But they told me that you burnt me
By that time you were ten miles ahead
(Cause) You're a quick change artist
Never do
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
(Ed Sheeran / Shape Of You)
Mmm
I'm in love with the shape of you
We push and pull
Far above the highest heavens
On a throne of crystal light
Dwells the God of all creation
Rays of wonder crown His might
Human voices blend with
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
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