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letra de anarchy - frith hilton

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[verse 1]
i’m dwindling
when it’s all out
her burden
never burned out
i brought it
light the match
set the fire
i sit defiled

[chorus]
bury me in 1965
i lost all hope on the first
praying for april
in an ash stained benz(o)
cardigan whipped in the mildest demeanour
lacking all the traits i had
that’s a natal
[bridge]
whoa
starting from the top
picking all the lock
oh, oh
geeking on your love again

[verse 2]
i love the way you give me some more
i can’t deny it
i’m a savage for the love
i can’t never get enough
am unsatisfying
like a hobby
taking my zs from these bees
and this honey
never can get enough oh oh
peep peep
down, i’m locked in a stop in a bottle
all the scene never gonna be the latch that we hold on to
whoa
no o-o-o
wild . . .

[chorus]
bury me in 1965
i lost all hope on the 1st
praying for april
in an ash stained benz(o)
cardigan whipped in the mildest demeanour
lacking all the traits i had
that’s a natal
[bridge]
whoa
starting from the top
picking all the lock
oh, oh
geeking on your love again

[outro]
never see the nutted
never see me nutting
never see the nutted
till scrub
grub dump
hop score
guys like that
never see the nutted
uh-oh
till scrub
grub dump
hop score
never see the nutted
eh eh ah
[verse 1]
i’m dwindling
when it’s all out
her burden
never burned out
i brought it
light the match
set the fire
i sit defiled
[chorus]
bury me in 1965
i lost all hope on the first
praying for april
in an ash stained benz(o)
cardigan whipped in the mildest demeanour
lacking all the traits i had
that’s a natal

[bridge]
whoa
starting from the top
picking all the lock
oh, oh
geeking on your love again

[verse 2]
i love the way you give me some more
i can’t deny it
i’m a savage for the love
i can’t never get enough
am unsatisfying
like a hobby
taking my zs from these bees
and this honey
never can get enough oh oh
peep peep
down, i’m locked in a stop in a bottle
all the scene never gonna be the latch that we hold on to
whoa
no o-o-o
wild . . .

[chorus]
bury me in 1965
i lost all hope on the 1st
praying for april
in an ash stained benz(o)
cardigan whipped in the mildest demeanour
lacking all the traits i had
that’s a natal

[bridge]
whoa
starting from the top
picking all the lock
oh, oh
geeking on your love again

[outro]
never see the nutted
never see me nutting
never see the nutted
till scrub
grub dump
hop score
guys like that
never see the nutted
uh-oh
till scrub
grub dump
hop score
never see the nutted
eh eh ah

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