Lyrics:
You're living your way, I live mine
I may be down and you are oh so high
But in a while I'll sip your wine
Then call me bitch until you die
the
Smiling hearse
But I quite fancied them losing their lifeblood in a hotel room somewhere
With a lot of palm trees because eventually they will see that our
Taller than the tallest tree is
That's how it's got to feel
Deeper than the deep blue see is
That's how deep it goes, if its real
When somebody needs
Sitting in my class just drifting away
Staring into the windows after a while, yeah
I can't hear the teachers his books don't call me at all
I
potere potere
Ci hai preso l'aria e l'allegria
Per questo pagherai
Ingrassi e ingrossi i porci tuoi
I porci tuoi
In prima pagina ci sei
E dici quel
Ah, eh
Oh-oh
Le mie donne
Sono poche, ma carine, tutte in fila
Anche tu, mi potresti fa sballare, anche tu
Mentre lei vuole sempre far da
on my ring
For the gang, bitch it's Gucci Gang, and we blowin' brains
You can't see my eyes I got designer frames
Pulled up in a foreign skirtin'
Dipinte in cartolina
Ti scrivo tu mi scrivi
Poi torna tutto come prima
L'inverno passerà
Fra la noia e le piogge
Ma una speranza c'è
Spiagge
I still see that tackle by Moore
And when Lineker scored, Bobby's belting the ball
And Nobby dancing
Three lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still
make me closer to you you
And I'll fight for us two two two two two
What's in the past leave it behind
Learn to let it go oh
And though we make mistake
normal"
But when you in love you believe it
I knew I felt this way for a reason
Lo esperaba en la noche y lloraba en la mañana
Del dolor de mi alma
I'm movin' units
I see what the truth is
'Cause niggas preaching 'bout the pussy be the biggest douches
Wow
Nasty
Damn, Peggy
I'm out the window
Che muove tua madre
Che troppi figli ha
Il progresso gioca
Contro la tua ingenuità
Ma c'è la tua coscienza
E prima o poi, la spunterà
Manichini
I guess I've had better weeks, when I can say
That dying in my sleep would seem to be release
I thought better headspace came so easily
To me
to ball on 'em
All the dollars, you know who you are (aye)
Fake "Thank you's" tryna take a spark (jeez)
Yeah, I see 'em, 'specially when I park (skrrt,
The older I get
The more I see Jesus
Hiding in the little things, but yet
The older I get
The more I'm convinced
Jesus doesn't exist
Another night goes by still the memories of you survives
So how do I explain to a broken hear left out in the rain
Let me ask you this before you go
I cried enough tears to
See my own reflection in them
And then it was clear
I can't deny I really miss it
To think that I was wrong
I guess you
È buio
Qui in fondo
I miei occhi aspettano l'alba
La mia voce non trova eco
I miei piedi non trovano la strada
Ma guadagno la mia vita
Giorno
serve a niente
Ehi tu, vieni qui da me
Stamattina mi sento solo
Dentro al letto sto
Vieni qui che c'è tanto posto
Coprirsi non serve a niente
farcela
Maledetta sorte puoi sconfiggerla
Non ti lascerò senz'alibi, io no
Punta in alto credi a me
Guarda avanti
Ti trasformerai
Tu ti evolverai
Beauty is all over the world
But a little piece in you is ugly
Look out the window and see people
Nice and that little piece makes you hate
Henny by the bedside
And its bringing out a bad side
They just wanna call me bad guy
I aint never gave a bad vibe
Put in work like its nine to five
Come
tanti al mondo
Vincitori, vinti, cuori accesi
C'è chi ha preso amore e chi l'ha dato
E chi l'ha sfiorato
Un bacio a mezzanotte
Tra il vecchio e il
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