You wouldn't do that Tyler, kill yourself or anyone You don't even have the balls to begin with What you need is me, someone to talk to Uh, it's been
Young unicorns snatched from the impossible skies precious horns, ordinary chainsaws. I am left with horses revolting in the normalcy shipwrecked by a
Traduzione: Una colonna sonora Chorus Line. Libretto.
Traduzione: Crashing piccioni. Il folletto.
Traduzione: In primo luogo, Ali. Opuscolo per Don Samuel (*****).
Traduzione: Difranco, Ani. Folletto.
Traduzione: Face To Face. Volantino.
Traduzione: Whitlams, il. Jumpin 'folletti.
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: [Verse 1:] What the fuck I look like sayin' I'm sorry To a bunch of fuckin' fags like they potentially owe me? I ain't never gonna bow to your expectation
: [Verse 1:] I'm a fuckin' walkin' paradox, no I'm not Threesomes with a fuckin' triceratops, Reptar Rappin' as I'm mockin' deaf rock stars Wearin' synthetic
: [Intro:] Left Brain, Wolf Haley, Golf Wang Free Earl, uh [Verse 1:] Goddamn I love women Daydream about penis being in 'em Meet them with a big grin
: [Verse 1: Frank Ocean] Golden rubbers in these denim pockets (denim pockets) On my waist, there?s a black Glock (black Glock) New girl moved on the
: [Verse 1:] Satan's getting jealous of the wolves, demons say they preferring us Books on not giving a fuck, well they referring us (Wolf Gang) Wolves
: You wouldn't do that Tyler, kill yourself or anyone You don't even have the balls to begin with What you need is me, someone to talk to Uh, it's been
: [Intro:] So, you tell me that everything just isn't going well Well, first off [Verse 1:] My only problem is death Fuck heaven, I ain't showing no