Lyrics:
you,
I'm feeling like following you.
I can be falling down into you
Yellow fishes are swimming
in my bed
Red butterflies
anr flying in my eyes
Blue
rocking Jordans in a wife beater
Might turn the beat, the beat down for sounding like Tina
They soundin' like divas with dyke features
I'm bed-rest ill,
I said
Leave that stuff alone
Use me instead
I know I'm always falling off the edge of the world
I got space in my bed
You've got Egypt in your
Don't care none for temptation
It's like the good lord Jesus said
Lock horns with the devil himself and
You'll end up in his bed
And where there
remember what you said
Say your prayers before you go to bed, son
And remember city women ain't the same
I'm like a John Deere tractor in a half acre
head hits the bed
He sees visions of being dipped
I guess you know a good thing til you lost it
Tossed it
The limelight of paparazzi
without you
And I'm sure I am jealous too
To see another man in my bed
Be sure I can't get no rest before you're up there with me
Come up, come up,
baby til your G-strang break loose
I'm watchin now gone make them hoes hate you
She's a cover girl under bed cover fuck yo red brother
And yo black
This is the turning of the year
The final scene before the curtain falls
The squirrel warm within his bed of leaves
Can not hear the wind that blows
This is the truning of the year
The final scene before the curtain falls
The squirrel warm within his bed of leaves
Can not hear the wind that blows
She looks good in the morning sun
But even better with a thigh dot on
Feather in her head, flower in her hair
And I love the way that she just don't
winter fields nothing would grow
and when a traveller called
seeking help at the door
only food and a bed for a night
he ordered his slave to turn her away
Likes the wrong side of the bed
She's a pick-me-up and she's a
Drink-to-me in the company of friends
She's tried every variation
She's so common,
why'don't know?
I know you're sick of bubble gum w/rappers puttin' you to bed
But not JT Money I'm somethin' like a SudaFed
I give relief that's
the kids they are sleeping presents neath the tree and the wife she is reading in bed
I'm grinding up leaves and saving the seeds summer flowers'll be
I took the supermarket flowers from the windowsill
I threw the day-old tea from the cup
Packed up the photo album Matthew had made
Memories of a life
A black rain is wetting the sea of our bed
A march of the tears filling the space with romance, with love, with dread
I'll love you so purely, muted,
You are the dream
That I've been waiting for
Our breaths are here - one
As we lay under the sun
In the field of flowers, or home in bed
We caress
The flowers were screaming his favorite compromise
But some days it's not enough
He was caught dreaming of tempers on the rise
Well it sounds like ugly stuff
older, yet makes me who I am
The flowers sleep here lonely, kneel at the bed of stone
This path is always calling, to find my way back home
Lay down your
I will bury you
In a garden full of flowers
Underneath the April showers
Because you withered while I grew
I will bury you
And cut out all
When I was your man / Pense em mim _ Mário Leite e Chandy Dias Acoustic Mashup
Same bed but it feels just a little bit bigger now
Our song
say I'm a dirt bag cuz the shit I give
Never brought you flowers but I brought you my heart
Gave you my hand made you my queen and you still hate me
How
Find you sitting at the edge of your bed
Emptiness fills your head
Neglecting the things that they said
Find you stepping off the edge of a chair
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