Quarashi - Transparent parents

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(Well, well, well)

Well I’m constantly divin’ down, driving out, jivin’ about,
Is cause suckers two-faced self assured sickos.
I don’t get it seconds are wasted.
As for the name of the game that I tasted,
This is the last one, this is the end.
A messenger dead and no message to send.
Great wall white whale I strike the sun
now it’s done, done, done, the word is now undone.
Transparent parent, mister master,
driving a boy from his youth to disaster.
Bad, bad, bad brain day and I’m blessed with the word.
It comes to my head in the shape of a bird.
(Yeah, yeah)
Do it again where I am in the air.
Getting so drunk in my head that I care.
Id est I, et Ego est he, in a low key, (woo)so what do you wanna be.

I want it all again. x4

(Yes check it out, check, check it out)

Here we’re coming, speaking to the gente,
going to the loco in the quarashi juego
pass me the mirror and I’ll cut you a line
this is a sequel, I check out and shine.
Now come on and every body lets get high.
I’m above the clouds living a goddamn lie.
But later on, I’m back at last
their grabbing my t-shirt come on take a rest.
Doing this ya’ll, doing that ya’ll,
until I stand up against something I fall.
Bring out the best every day’s a test,
47 temperature the last one is best.

I want it all again. (x4)

(One, one two, check this out)

Here I am my friends like never before.
Out in the back I’m watching the score.
It’s twisted, it’s true but I love the sick mother.
Keeping her good like there was no other,
Brother, there must be a way, to get through the day,
without getting stuck in the role of the prey.
I am still no one locked in the cage trying to get back the hand that I gave.

I want it all again. (x8)

Inne utwory

  • Baseline
  • Copycat
  • Dive in
  • Malone lives
  • Mr. Jinx
  • Make a move
  • Weirdo
  • Fuck you puto
  • Xeneizes
  • Stick em up
  • Losowe utwory

    Something about us

    It might not be the right time
    I might not be the right one
    But there´s something about us I want to say
    Cause there´s something between us anyway

    I might not be the right one
    It might not be the right time

    The black pague

    ohohohohoh
    (gregorian chants)

    the bell tolls
    the black plague has struck
    diseased eyes roll upwards
    as if knowing which direction their souls will travel
    (bring out your dead)
    a woman in black cries
    as the deathly procession passes by
    and monks moan en masse

    ohohohohohoh
    (gregorian chants)

    the yet clean peasant pounds upon the castle door
    for it is safer inside the walls
    their...

    Living in your letters

    I m always assuming the worst,
    but you re going on none the less
    and there s nothing to cusion your heart led fall.
    Letters from further away
    keep pulling me close to home.
    And there s something to cushion my callous sighs.
    And...

    Throwing stones

    So call me a bitch in heat and
    I ll call you a liar
    And we ll throw stones until we re dead

    There you go again you cut me off from talking
    You bask in the glory
    The center of the circle

    Always and never

    If beauty sits the child s kiss
    Of laughter I amend
    Can you catch her if she runs?

    With this I would share with you
    All of this count to no end

    Behind your sealed eyes you miss
    All that I ve done for you
    Will you catch me when I run?

    If timing plays evident
    What would you...