Lyrics:
We paint a pretty picture disregarding what we paint it with
We just want the image let me show the people how we live
Not caring for anyone that's
pretty sure he was getting lit
My nigga, too sorry for being antisocial
I weren't in the mood
Rappers spending time telling lies
Don't you miss the truth?
the fire, raised by the city
Thought you would give up on life, you never did it
And you stay so pretty
Lord knows, only the Lord knows
How you been
very
Fly, oh my, it's a lil' bit scary
Boys wanna marry, looking at my derri-
Ere, you can stare but if you touch it I'mma bury
Pretty as a picture
They say satan had prettiest smile
Her grin always looking so amazing
A picture says a thousand words
Darkness sitting in a pretty painting
She
Yo miss lemme introduce myself
I don't wanna see you dance by yourself
I want you to be mine
Can I get your number, 079
Yo miss lemme introduce
fine
You're pretty in black
You're pretty in white
You're pretty all day
And you're pretty all night
You're pretty as a picture
You're pretty
I want that
(Oh shit, how much it cost for them?)
That
(Let me get a picture so I can tease my bestfriend)
Overall I just want you to notice me
So
will die soon
so you can wear their pretty, white face
wanna act like Doherty?
it’s not The Libertines
this is a second hand dream
stolen
I'm okay
In the pretty pictures
I would rather hide
In the pretty pictures
Flights of fancy, climbing ladders
Some might throw their chance away
Life
direction
We´ll leave this stadium
On trampled path
Better keep distance
Libertine is now the rule
The bonds of your regnancy
Do not longer exist
Identify
the drugs babe,
you just sing for me”
He was a libertine
Beautiful and broken dream
Caged alone by his freedom
He thought it radical
I wanted him to stand
some pictures if it’s not a bother
You look pretty in pink, you look pretty in pink, you look pretty in pink, you look pretty in pink
You look cute in
her lots of pretty promises.
He showed her pictures of his car (pictures of his car!),
Pictures of his room (pictures of his room!)
Ohhhh, she's
(8 by 10, 8 by 10)
All that's left of our old love now is just your picture, 8 by 10.
(A souvenir of things that might have been)
(My lonely
(Eight by ten eight by ten)
All that's left of all our love now is just your picture eight by ten
(A souvenir of things that might have been)
My
[Ne-Yo]
Oh, hey!
[Game]
Picture me and my gangsta girl,
Riding with the top back.
Banging Ne-Yo, my neck free yo,
My SOX hat,
Tilted
Pretty soon I'ma take your phone
Or you should hide it in yo' pockets until you get home
Don't wanna see no tweets about the night we shared
Don't
a pound when I breeze by
Picture me rollin
Doing this since I was knee high jet plane fly cool guy baby
Baby you know it
Why you gotta do em like that? Oh
through the evening
Dark skies hanging over Leicester city
The picture's gritty but we're sitting pretty
We're the rats spinning little ditties of this
this no kissing, ain't no touching, there's no hugging
And in the evening no good loving
Ain't no pretty picture you can paint
Ain't no way this life
we are
Right here, right now
It ain't always pretty as a picture, yeah
And it ain't a mansion on a hill
It's perfectly imperfect
It's worth more
the crowd, carefree and proud I heard somebody say
Take a picture of this
Ooh, take a picture of this
The years went rushing by, in the twinkling of an eye,
Are you dying or am i just counting sand?
Are you not playing because the dice is in your hand
Pretty little knife traces pretty little pictures
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