Welcome, sulfur dioxide Hello, carbon monoxide The air, the air Is everywhere Breath deep While you sleep Breath deep Bless you, alcohol blood stream
Traduzione: Capelli. Air.
Welcome! sulphur dioxide Hello! carbon monoxide The air, the air Is everywhere Breath deep, while you sleep Breath deep Bless you, alcohol bloodstream
Welcome sulphur dioxide, Hello carbon monoxide The air, the air is everywhere Breathe deep, while you sleep, breathe deep Bless you alcohol bloodstream
Lakewater hair, The sweetest smile you've seen for awhile In the green tipped afternoon. Trade the sun for the moon and the velvet of the night, Gives
the morning and put one in the air Got so high thought about running for mayor Slap myself to make sure I was still there Shit, showered and shaving then I cut my hair
to bed, bed, bed [Verse One:] Girl, change into that Victoria Secret thing that I like Alright OK Tonight you're having me your way Perfume Spray it there Put our love in the air
to the sound of the gravel while you walk Trying not to talk Feeling no less freedom than the breeze thats rustles through you hair Bouncing off the air
stray away? waking up to you to your smile, to your rules waking up I do feel it?s right, feel it?s new flowers in your hair and your stare, through the air
me? "We only fuck. You don't really love me. We never make love and that makes me feel ugly. You push and you shove me, you pull my hair. Grab me around
is filled And the whole earth is filled, with His glory [Verse Two] The sun suspends in the air I can feel Your winds everywhere You care to the grains of my hair
run for cover But I think It'll be OK 'Cause all I needed to hear Was the sound of your voice Curl your words up into the air run your poetry thru my hair
defeat you must teach Rebellion of the Fabulous Felonz (Fabulous Felonz) [Raw Intellect: 1] I'm a rare creation, illustration of original ancient Feed bronze hair
They call me big homie! Me I make the register ring! - I'm the cash can! They make the hammers ring! - They on ya ass now! Hair trigger, stare nigga,
You've got sugar in your tongue tonight and a sweetness in your hair. Yet, you still try to psychoanalyze the things that vanish into thin air. These
Dead dead Dead girls are easy Dead All they wanted to do is rock When the moon is high Still air and the candles die Here comes the bride Raven hair
looks cross in the cold air and the eyes fill with a white light (the night has come?). Night is falling on their blond hair everything is spinning around
do it Not chu fixin to see me now all in face yea with my gold mouth There niggas thought we was gone like jd hair but we still in your ear Throwing memphis in the air
