leave you behind Now I got somebody else [2] I've got somebody else I've got somebody else I've got somebody else I've got somebody else I The one I
that I wish for I got somebody else, I got somebody else I got somebody else, I got somebody else I, someone I've waited for, someone I've waiting for Got somebody I
Traduzione: Faces Changing. I Got Somebody Else.
Traduzione: Colonna sonora di High School High. Changing Faces - I Got Somebody Else.
goin talk about'cha So I want them to know, I love you I feel you I'm representing for you So I know I gotta certain amount of acclaim and everything so I
fade me On my baby, I'm a still shine That's 'til the day somebody slay me, I'm a still grind I'm out for mine, and I'm a get it if I gotta lie, steal
without my weapon I lost my smile and in exchange, I put a vest on Now that my premature stress is gone I got problems to face as a man I was told you
know how to breathe. I can't feel you anymore, I can't even touch the books you've read Every time I crawl past your door, I been wishin' I was somebody else
you on part of the Handicapped, Olympic Team I got a, deadly disease without a vaccine It's called {Get the fuck outta my face before I let this Eagle scream!} You runnin game, all I
cause I know that I could spin outta control I know (know), I know (know), I know this is gonna be one rocky road Ugh, I'm back and forth and I'm pacin
:] I, see, you, you, see, me We, got, beef, you, try, to, hi-ide (can't hide nigga) What the fuck you lookin at? The next, time, I, see, your, face (yo
o clock see i got a ball of lifted property so i slid my beenie hat on sloppily and promenade out to take up a collection i got game like i read the directions i
i can't take this chainsaw to [Hailie Makes Chainsaw Sound] Fuckin' brain's brawn, and brass balls I cut 'em off, i got 'em pickled and bronzed in a glass
(I feel, I feel, I feel) And make me baby, I want, I want to make everybody to feel free with me (I feel, I feel all wrong, you must me wrong) Because I
was, I tell you, I was getting hot, see my shirt? Phyllis: I'm ready! I got the shirt, I got the pants, and I got the belt with that little yellow holes
not as though it was yesterday but something I just can't explain something in me needs this pain I know I'll never see your face again c'mon now I've got