Lyrics:
thinking? (made a wish)
Will I ever learn? (you could feel what I feel now)
You say you love me but it feels so trite
You say a lot of things that sound
There's so much I want to tell you
But you probably know already
And words just sound so trite anyway
When I'm with you I feel close to God
And that
Sur des motels miteux
Qui rêvent encore un peu
D'un avenir prometteur
Mais les parkings sont vides
Drive on the road
Just a trite day
On wheel
Drive
of non-wealthy background
You're not a bad boy smashed – BAD BOY SMASHED
You're just a trite misfit – TRITE MISFIT
Who waits
Christ mess came in a major success
es así
La vida es así
La vida es así
Pq me desea el mal pero hasta trite toi de chill
Pq me desea el mal pero hasta trite toi de chill
Q la vida es así
tinsel or holiday dresses
More than trite greetings or worn out regards
Sent out in bulk in mass produced cards
Holiday spirit requires deep reflection
is so trite, you know it
Issues blew away cause we made a substitution
Somehow, broke the walls down, again
We are trying to build a loft inside
you know, no one hurts.
What seemed really trite's now so real you can't take it.
And crying at work is the worst.
What do I say when my co-worker
trite
Love
For just one kind
Run through these
Fading trails of backwood memory
Their sandtrap tones hijack your chance to speak
A word of who you were
NUNCA TOY TRITE, TU NO PUEDE CONTARLO BRODEL SI TU NUNCA LO
VIVISTE.
AVECE SIENTO QUE NO VALGO NA, MI MENTE
TA DETERIORA, SIN EMPATIA POL GENTE BRO
ME
and impassable
I'm all hopped up again
We are at least
For this you can be sure
Not threadbare nor trite
Bromidic that's for sure
A miscreation and aberration
fuck’em over
Is so trite but true
Your lips move up your lies spill over
Send me to bed
Beg me to sleep in
Tell me it ain’t never ever gonna end
Tell me
would show how far my love could go
But I don't, so words will have to do
A simple phrase, a quiet "I love you"
A hallmark card, with stanzas trite but
find
Told me how to change the rules
Sure did make me feel (like) a fool
To my friends I'm spouting trite cliches
The only thing they lack is honesty
I
oughta write about us
They oughta put us in lights
And I don’t care if that sounds trite
And I don’t care if this makes all my friends barf
I’m still
So go ahead and blab all you like
I'm not gonna put up a fight
I'll walk away with this smirky smile on my face
And discount all of your trite
know this last dime
you don’t own, you don't mind
low and trite
and what i loathe inside
in my bones, in your eyes
low and trite
stroke my dick, dick
Cry me a river, it's trite
Count on your fingers, eyes eyes
Chicka chicka bang bang gunshots
You like how I say "Hey! What?
Get over
the high game, in the high, in the trite
In the trite, and it'd be right or right in any game
And above all, low tame, so came, so come
The war way, I'm
лед на мне быстро тает.
I have little inspiration, сука я не trite.
I'm really different, just very tired (Tired).
Сука просит порошок, подарим тебе
spend a couple hours catching up on things
Don't be self-conscious what you're saying might strike others as trite
Cuz what your feelings say about you
Is
mind
To swoop and glide
Like a butterfly
Into the night
It'll feel alright
The futures never looked so bright
And petty worries seem so trite
the lives of small and great
La chambre separe, that lusty hideaway
Has many little secrets who tell of yesterday
Some trivial, some trite, some
the ladder, my flows compose the louder
For you to ripple down 'till you hit the ground
Check my synopsis, ripped by clyclopsis
Autopsy deemed trite trite
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