Going into business An agreement of your bombast You'd love my bed You took the other instead But don't you feel low I was being oblique And you'd love
Group using the loop of another popgroup Group shooting the hoop And starving it up into the soup 'cause I'm of regular features and Adidas trainers
Chorus (x2) Batle (x5) Battle someone, whoo or Completion search (Concaesing slash) Here I love the bow (it's the end of hell) see it all come down
I gotta get over I gotta get over I gotta get better I'm with you forever I gotta find genius (Caramel) I gotta get better (Caramel) I gotta stop smoking
I am the ex-offender They let me out in the summer I think I was in a coma I didn't know what to do Oh no Chorus (x2) (go round, go round, go round)
Do you feel like a chain-store practically flored One of many zeros kicked around bored Your ears are full, but you're empty holding out your heart to
I live my stream I'm a guillotine pull it away in my machine. Where have I been? I'm not you. Shooting stars in my left arm It's an alcohol low Giving
It's over you don't need to tell me I hope you're with someone who makes you feel save in your sleeping tonight I won't kill myself trying to stay in
Gimme good times Gimme soul life Give me fever I'm a believer Give me anything Gimme space brain Gimme music, gimme love I've never seen love Gimme
Tender is the night lying by your side. Tender is the touch of someone that you love to much. Tender is the day the demons go away. Lord, I need to find
Freestyle, 45 I'm a country boy I've got no soul don't sleep at night The world's growing old I lost my girl to the Rolling Stones I lost my girl to
I've got no style, I take my time All those losers on the piss again I dose, dose away That's just the way it is (x2) I've got Trimm Trabb like the flashboys
Do you feel like a chain store Practically floored One of many zeros Kicked around, bored? Your ears are full but you're empty Holding out your heart
Group using the loop Of another pop group Group shooting the hoop And starving it up into the soup 'Cause I'm of regular features And Adidas trainers
I am an ex offender They let me out in the summer I think I was in a coma I didn't know what to do, oh no You go hang around go round I'll watch myself
I've gotta get over I've gotta get over I've gotta get better I'm with you forever I've gotta find genius (Caramel) I've gotta get better (Caramel) I
Freestyle Freestyle 45 Freestyle I'm a country boy, I got no soul Don't sleep at night, the world's growing old I lost my girl to the Rolling Stones
