Lyrics:
the years they passed on by
In the blink of a dead eye
Only madness ruled his days
Dreams of rites and ancient ways
From which he sculpted in green stone
There are days I feed this fever
Like a dead man on my bed
'til I can't divine the truth that I was seeking from the questions in my head
And there
and get Arya Starked
Hammer your head like "Bam, bam" when the grand slam
Flow be delivering like white van man in a van
And the humour's dead pan
You've
Align yourself
With the freed men
How can you deny this ground
You sold your flesh
Tell yourself that you're a free man
Tear your vestments
hated by this industry, but still finding a way on stage
It's fading
Can no one tell?
So this is your first tour, I bet a beer that it's your last
Rows conspire of becoming,
Odor of a dead man.
A hole in my memory
Firmling changing the heir
I am still falling down
Swimming towards
know how I could get to Karlův most
I've never been here and my phone is dead
Could you please help me 'cause Ive got no map
Chvíli jen zírám -
made our way along the river
And we sat down in the grass by the Eiffel tower
I was so happy we had met
It was the age of no regret
Oh, yes
Those
chest""
As she got to her feet she caught the gleam
Of an old familiar friend by the stairs
And in her hands she felt the weight, felt the steel, felt her
Woo, I feel like I'm Conor McGregor
Woo, I feel like I'm Conor McGregor
2017, I'm going back to my old ways
Ridin' through your city in a Chevy
working in a bank
The family man, the football fan
And your name is Harry
How dull it seems
Are you the hero of my dreams
I can still recall our last
the war was done
He swore that he'd come back for her again
Oh oh novia
Oh oh your man is gone
Maybe he's in Texas
But we'll take what God has left
Why you always gotta be like that, like that?
Trust issues, man, my bad, my back's
Got stab wounds in it, my bad my past's
Got snake one's in it,
the buildings
And they have killed
You are a pregnant twenty-two year old girl
Left in tears
But your heart is full of hope
Looking in your eyes
Holding
and stacking shows
This was everything I wanted and
I know you know
This is all for us this the way that I invest
Know a 401k what you getting from a desk
Trying
So them gold diggers crave it
Put it in a pipe just
Like them old niggas blazin
"We finna get this money bitch"
I told niggas daily
Anything can happen
you would let
Me go that way'
I never thought it could be so new
I always had this suspicion that I
Would get old before I knew
Mom bought grandma
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