I wanted y'all to hear Straight low budget I was underground thuggin' it You think I gave a fuck about a publicist? (NO!) You think I gave a fuck if you
Traduzione: Mura. You And I.
regret... And I know that this could mean the end... Cause scientists couldn't fix this mess... So scream oh.... And these are the things I say to sink you... And
Awake and arise Waiting for your face and your name The throne is yours to reclaim It's yours once again I've lied in slumber for a thousands years
make love and that makes me feel ugly. You push and you shove me, you pull my hair. Grab me around the throat then you choke me and stare." You stare
And If I could fly, I'd lift you up! And take you into the sky, and she you Slug! And If I could fly, I'd lift you up! And take you into the air, and
right this type of real deaont happen to you right? Crescent, Murs, Dibbs, Jaybird I wanna go home now and start a new life wish I could protect the kids I
sex I need your product for my life to grow I buy those so I can be more desirable I'm trying everything under the sun, I want one So I can separate
have for the candy, And every fucking day I'm told it's fine and fucking dandy, So I'm watching 'em eat and then I'm watching 'em die, So you can push
and they ass beat "Can I get it back?", fuck naw, don't even ask me When you see the Preacher, keep your peace and don't you dare speak None of y'all
Against me and Dibbs and Art and the God Loves Ugly crew And it's like a line and I walk in between 'em And I just start goin off Like Cuz, Blood, like
you held dearly Let this near it, at this point you see clearly You nodded through peril, just scream if you hear me [MURS] COME LIKE I HERE'SAY Ain'
is made spray, the half-light which carries you away will not prevent you from glowing and making your name known. Dead. I was dead, and dead I entered
cigarettes and cartoons, Or we can sit right here and try and guard these barstools. I take you any way that I can have you, Bring along your ethics and your issues and
oil streak that must have kissed your cheekbone Thick and volumtuous I wish that we could be alone (I would love to) I would love to, touch you, rub you
gonna do when we come through Hit undo, what-ever you must do. Stay fly, get high, and fuck you. (MURS) The felt boys are back, them boys of summer And
be inside of you You're so sweet I'm gonna keep my eye on you Come with me let me show you what I like to do Girl let me break you down like a shotgun
cette blessure C'etait toi encore I know it's been tough I've hurt you enough But you'll never see That I must be free Forget my name You'll find someone
