Lyrics:
routine
While groups of friends all laugh together
Make memories that will last forever
I'm on my own
I've reaped what I've sown
'Cause expats are expats
city in '05, whole time I been jetlagged
My family is Asian so I am an immigrant we ain’t enough to be expats
Hop over turnstiles, we used to sit
Expat lying on the floor, baby wanted me
Expat lying on the floor, baby haunted me
Expat dying on the floor, baby wanted me
Expat dead on the floor,
a destination
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Because I wanna be an expat
Wanna ditch this place
Leave without a trace
Homegrown stupidity has won the race
I wanna be
on the street ya they'll sign you up
Get a taste
Beat you down when it could have been, should have been, love
Ex-pats of the Blue Mountain symphony
you too stacked
ICU for the blind facts
You see eyes of an expat
I bleed blue bitch you bleed black
Anyway with the south swag
Rap with the snap and i
racks to have them turn a movie on
Miss Pat, we haven’t talked in way too long
Ex-pat from NY to NZ
Soon enough man thats me
I want to be a proud American
they'll sign you up
Get a taste
Beat you down when it could have been, should have been, love
Ex-pats of the Blue Mountain symphony orchestra
If heaven's
non mais pour être honnête
Je peux pas t'nir le cap, 6 mois à 500 balles net
En 3 semaines j'étais devenu
Un expat' pour mes ex potes
Exploité par
into thе coca
Leaf and holy heliconia wherе shaman opt to
Zombify undocumented expats
High and writing Ayahuasca letters
Back to Melmac dear friends
Send
melanin
Who am I to be special and viewed as some kind of specimen?
Ladies and gentlemen, expats, and residents
Crack pushers and presidents
Black
the all ex-pats
'Cause tourism is congestion
Tourism is congestion
Storm the palace
Storm the palace
You can stick you obe
I'll sort out your
a constant stream of brilliance, resting marks; though he'll survive. He's kind of a hero, he's fairly legit; an expat with more space to be lonely in. I'll be
a favor
And keep it to yourself?
Keep it
Keep it to yourself
A labored expat fantasy:
Quit your job and move away with me
Oh what bliss it
“EXPAT”
No sabemos cuánto va a durar esto
Ni hacia dónde caminar… nada es cierto
Graba esta escena
No hay mucho tiempo
Nada regresa
Aunque todo es
“Eilenriede” (Intro)
(""Eilenriede"" es el track de apertura de EXPAT, y se refiere al nombre del bosque y parque central de Hannover, primera
would leave
Feel like an expat homesick in a foreign land
Nowadays breakthrough corresponds with a sordid plan
Synergy is taboo, what's valid in this
Tryna get back home, where the deen at
No place called home, y'all feel that?
White boy ex-pat, coulda seen that
Brown boy migrant, how you mean that?
I
and the callbacks
Workin' with other creators is a mixed bag
His best friend's a devil and an ex-pat
They get the past the setbacks, they run that cassette back
vais j'suis traité comme un expat
Rassemble le ki
Sors ta mana
Rends fier ta mama
Varius comme un Virus
Vénère, donc pousse
Mes lines des altères, le
a silent flat
You were wrapped in your ex-pat flag
But no one will reply in the end
We just always leave a message
We just always leave a message
Then we
the light and take the fake ticket
Ex-pat, B-plan, take the money sick man
No guts to face it let alone kick it
Golden slumber, golden slumber
Too weak
abiding citizen
No export
No expat
No hashtag
No retweet
No follow back
Don’t hit my line
Imma hit decline
You had your 15 seconds
Gave you half you wanted
gonna bury us
Underground since
I have a question why you try to do Beyonce like that huh uh
Oh you know I gotta go and expat uh huh
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