its funny how we shares those laughes, and a year goes fast, i cant wait till another years goes past, grindin, tryin make your ear lobes glass, diamonds
[Wretch 32] The Mirror can't look me in the eyes no way I Float like a ribbon in the sky no plane Ay yo, smooth or rugged I'm a Usain run it Cah does
[Wretch 32 - Verse 1] Yea, I got a good heart I was born on beat that?s a good start I had a feeling I pushed past And now I feel like I?m the reason
Tu te crees que es normal que a las tres de la manana me levantes? tu te crees que ese tio tiene derecho a decirme lo que tengo que hacer? Y yo no quiero
Chews the fat with his creator Over breakfast in the sunlight Though when he says grace, when he says grace He feels enveloped like a shadow But there
It wasn't the rain that washed away Rinsed out the colors of your eyes Putting the gun down on the bedside table I must have realized It wasn't the rain
Dawn awaits a sleepless, English town Of colored gray Here I roam the streets without you As summer fades away Down in the city at nights The cold wind
Maybe you were joking When you said that you were walking out on me Maybe, maybe Maybe I was joking When I said that I was running out on you Maybe,
The soft rains of April are over The soft rains of April are over, over Anybody home now I am on the phone now, please The soft rains of April are over
Was that somebody screaming it wasn't me for sure I lift my head up from uneasy pillows, put my feet on the floor Cut my wrist on a bad thought and head
One left low, left two who left high They seem so hard to find Three came twice, took once the time to search We're looking for a little bewildered girl
He came from where the winds are cold Truth is seen through keyholes Strange longings never sleep Now he's come where no hearts beat Time to worry Cry
Your face looked new against the town You've come to lose some memories Like you I came to touch new grounds But you want to lose the weight of the wind
We sit and watch umbrellas fly I'm trying to keep my newspaper dry I hear myself say "My boat's leaving now" So we shake hands and cry Now I must wave
You say the world's an eventful place You give me news I don't want to know You say that I should care That I should speak my mind Oh, but how can I
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Here she comes a-ridin' Well, burnin' down the street Here she comes, a fuckin' big boy Feel the New York heat 'Cause I want some pussy, yeah, yeah Yeah
I'm not ready to leave this world Bring as big a people Well, no one told me about them Sometimes well, it doesn?t seem to matter But I'll make mine