letra de little boots - classic tribe
she cared
sickle-cell hair dress
anemic f-cking mess
trance-dance that cake right off the shelf: apply
do or die, cum bucket: self-prescribed
oh you’re runnin’ it
oh you’re struttin’ it
oh you’re makin’ a scene
oh please, scatter me in several seeds
dripping down, down, down
oh no ms. dirty sheets, no rings allowed
afraid of the great white lightning
two young boys come to the dumpster
sipping a satchel of sin
watching those red horizons
on momma’s face; peeling skin
who’ll save the queen from the d-ch-ss?
it’s only a matter of time
retire: you golden prized fighter
and get up the next in line
white sense
dressed up in incest
the cardinal’s so depressed
saddle up, pants off: here comes the lovely prize
do or die, cum-bucket: self-prescribed
oh you’re runnin’ it
oh you’re struttin’ it
oh you’re makin’ a scene
letras aleatórias
- letra de ragnarok - skinny elefanter
- letra de таю - krakeen, shellaa
- letra de dead to me - chloe adams
- letra de johnny manziel - king samuel & jack shepherd
- letra de teatrale - vin martin
- letra de fazy - szpiegowsky
- letra de bondade de deus - isaías saad
- letra de walk out - dominic feder di toro
- letra de you still won't stay away - knownbyalex
- letra de lonely - zvbxr & sofia shanti