letra de rest in chaos - gun nyc
no one f-ckin’ needs you
a nuisance to be around
you steal my money
no work of yours to be found
no f-ckin’ talent
you’re no special gift from god
but you have money
subject me to be your cog
tell me all of your problems
you have with me
i have to bite back my tongue
til’ it starts to bleed
if i have to hear you complain
one more f-ckin’ time
i’m gonna find where you live
take aim between your eyes
all you ever think is me, me, me
all you can believe is you you you
cеnter yourself on how much you can b-tch
maggots rot your thoughts you feel the itch
small man, big town
looking prеtty
lost sight, lost mind
feeling sh-tty
no arms, no strength
take a wrong turn
dark alley in the night
candlelight burns
you see two men
and they’re coming straight for you
you pant and heave
and you don’t know what to do
they pull a piece
you fall to your f-ckin’ knees and
pray to a god
that you’re too afraid to believe in
letras aleatórias
- motley crue › letra de city boys blues - mötley crüe
- anevo › letra de no tears left to cry - anevo
- chameleo › letra de color blind - chameleo
- juice wrld › letra de alright - juice wrld
- letitia vansant › letra de the bits and the pieces - letitia vansant
- pres › letra de how we ball - pres
- the response › letra de call somebody - the response
- estremi rimedi › letra de medusa - estremi rimedi
- styles p › letra de bubble up - styles p
- motorpsycho › letra de lacuna/sunrise - motorpsycho