letra de them’s my peoples - themselves
[?]
sum 76 bird of prey, organs (organs) organs (organs)
and then a decay (slow down), a decay
repeat chorus
holy (a mind is a terrible thing)
love (inside out), feel
humanity, something in the human [?]
i’m sorry little one (somehow)
but there is no [?]
because they [?]
the essence, the description of things you can’t imagine
[chorus]
some people like to see the crew at 6:15 and work the roads all day
i guess it’s dirt on hands, it keeps your head out of the clouds, out of your hands (some)
people like to see the crew at 6:15 and work the roads all day
i guess it’s dirt on hands, it keeps your head out of the clouds, out of your hands
to the doobie in my mouth, to the buckle touching my t–th
to the doobie in my mouth, to the buckle touching my t–th
to the doobie in my mouth, to the buckle touching my t–th
to the buckle touching my t–th, to the buckle touching my t–th
[?]
here’s to the the crippled man who holds on the bus, who begs for change, he hits his wheelchair
[?]
them’s the peoples in your neighbourhood
[?]
[chorus]
some people like to see the crew at 6:15 and work the roads all day
i guess it’s dirt on hands, it keeps your head out of the clouds, out of your hands
some people like to see the crew at 6:15 and work the roads all day
i guess it’s dirt on hands, it keeps your head out of the clouds, out of your hands
put your dead body in the soothing cold
put your dead body in the soothing cold
put-put-put-put-put your dead body in the soothing cold
put-put-put-put-put your dead body in the soothing cold
don’t need no head, no s-x and no [?]
why does it just gotta be?
i’m a g*nius, i’m a liar
there’s no room for the blackface and dragons [?]
[?]
i’m like a good cook
who cooks really good food
i bet you’ve never tried anything like this before
come on, you know you’ll like it, it is good
i get nervous that people might not want to cry
and the only color [?] that i’ll have left my friends is yellow
[chorus]
some people like to see the crew at 6:15 and work the roads all day
i guess it’s dirt on hands, it keeps your head out of the clouds, out of your hands
some people like to see the crew at 6:15 and work the roads all day
i guess it’s dirt on hands, it keeps your head out of the clouds, out of your hands
i run a zipper up the back of your spine and friend
he blows the candle out, whoosh
things are always melting (out of your hands)
letras aleatórias
- letra de came up - louie xo
- letra de take a trip - big whoa the goat
- letra de daisy - zedd
- letra de comme un rappeur (wa ever) - disiz la peste
- letra de do now (anggie) - tyree bridges
- letra de e' la vita - nicky nicolai
- letra de nacho - onezeno
- letra de i reps - cam'ron
- letra de la gracia - philippe (rd)
- letra de komşu kızı - erkin koray