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letra de bonnie & clyde - sren

[verse 1]
i could write masterpieces even if my hands tied
i’ve seen people with no feet run like it’s bonnie and clyde
i admit it, i’ve been crying
but i gave my best every day man, i’ve been dying
and i’ve been trying but all my friends been lying
could end my days like the mayans but i got a heart of a lion
now i count my blessings, forget about the curses
just think ’bout the surface ’cause if you’re hurt, n0body calls the nurses
i k!lled the old me, put green flowers on his burial site
pictures and noises in my head like it’s an aerial fight
i might smite the knight that’s right before the light
vertigo, but i ain’t scared of no height (no i ain’t scared of no height)
may i should build a castle, i’m n0body’s v-ssal
a 100 more battles, take a look in the sky, you’ll see the road’s untraveled
yeah the road’s hard, the road is tough
you can work hard but hard is still not enough
ask a trotba if he can feel this, he knows this
i’m always on my realness, living life on my stillness
this story is just deepless, for real
i open doors that keyless making my ennemies speechless
gave my best, received the worst
alone under the cloudburst
i used to say i may now i may do the sh-t i used to say
i meant all the sh-t i versed
see how this thing can be reversed
and i’m my own god, ’cause sure a pagan never prays
sh-t, i didn’t come with my blueprints
on a crime scene i do my things and i never wear my fingerprints
see my reflection in a light glint
walking in hollywood streets to mark the world with my dirty foot print
give me a flint, i’ll make you a fire (fire)
or you can just ask me if i have a lighter
’cause what you gon’ do if things are growing through you
and you have to go on your own ’cause danger is all around you?
seven

[bridge: alice mitch-ll]
we reached the highest moutains, now we have to reach the coast
center of the ocean, on the edge of a wooden boat
living like a ghost, going through the lows
just like a ghost, we’re going through the lows
living like a ghost, we’re going through the lows
living like a ghost

[outro]
even if my hands tied
like i’m bonnie and clyde
following the riptide
ride until we die, sh-t
i feel like bonnie and clyde
i feel like bonnie and clyde
who feels like bonnie and clyde?
i could write masterpieces even if my hands tied
through the highs and through the lows
(through the lows)
i got eyes on each side
through the highs and through the lows
(through the lows)
like i’m bonnie and clyde
i could write masterpieces even if my hands tied
i’ve seen people with no feet run like it’s bonnie and clyde

- sren

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