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letra de thugs may cry (remix) - henrī

[hook]
i just want to be the one, i just want to be the one you love
i just want to be the one you run to when you’re down
i just wanna, i just wanna fly, i’mma show you tonight
that i’mma put it on your baby, take you past the sky

[verse 1:] henrī
i feel like everybody is the same, they’re zombies
my residence are evil, salt lake city
i’m trying to get away but my mind is saying stay
i’m trying to find my happiness with darkness in the way
life is like an iceberg, i’m the t-tanic
falling to my panic
my heart is getting colder than the oceans in atlantic, i swear
i don’t know what’s real anymore like a schizophrenic
girls keep on saying, dang he’s romantic
i’m stealing people’s hearts with no sadness like bandits
abandoned my morals
i’m invader zim on this planet, i’m feeling stranded

[verse 2:] hunter mosley
guess i’ll just keep living my life, with you in mind i could take flight
straight into the night without a light
the more i love you the more i feel so blind
to any insecurity but there’s no hurry baby, your sweet touch is right on time
i think i might be head over heels, feels like i can do cartwheels through the sky, no lie
i never felt this way before but i know our future is ahead, so what’s in store
i’m not sure but i’ll let you know with a metaphor, our love is like a star that never burns out
it lights up my whole world, and burns out any doubt
i was looking around and then i found out, that there’s n0body else for me
and as it turns out i just want to shout to the whole world
that i’m finally outta my sh-ll
thanks to you and now i’m alive and proud
and i always stand out in the crowd, so thanks for helping me to be the best around
the rest can just shut up, and bow down

[hook]

[verse 3:] raansu
hippy on the rise, groovy money in my pocket
i ain’t make it to the dance but people claim i got it
stuck in my old ways, but add a couple groupies
respect a women’s values while i’m fondling them rubies
never cared about people, who wear true religion
i kept my head in the game, that’s my true religion
known to fly off the handle, with no handle bars
handle a old two seater forget them foreign cars
gotta keep your hands on the check, reality that is
wear a brace or we’ll getcha neck
keep ya woes silent shots fired i’ll bring the vest
coming off hazy, weed smoke in ya chest
uncensored

[hook]

- henri

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