歌曲 | Hiss |
歌手 | Woven Hand |
专辑 | Deathwish 2014: A Summer Of Blood |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
The low forces they shut it it and judge it | |
The load they speak it out, the low they matter | |
Gotta hold it, ooh the strangers come here | |
Sit down on your knees | |
We’ll looking on, no matter these are mean | |
He will touch real staks | |
That will say, let you extreme | |
And the danger to his wife | |
That we may see it | |
Roll on road and in line will be nothing | |
And they put you both to rich | |
How justfy the crime that you get | |
Wanna plug and they cut the ..of devil | |
And the grass drive his style... | |
And then these are hit | |
With all your high, you risk all the sign | |
To the high style, you’ll be hit with that | |
They hold me down, they know for sure that | |
Another real and stop us for trick | |
They’ll be shop, I blow up for it | |
Now all is good, blues are quikly | |
Now, we are real, and we blowing wild | |
Of a crown, the rollies deep down | |
And that sheavy be in the moment | |
And the way you look to they | |
And the way you look to they | |
Got us under stress | |
That’s the way you look to they | |
You guessing what they say | |
Where would they be at | |
They rise all in this |
The low forces they shut it it and judge it | |
The load they speak it out, the low they matter | |
Gotta hold it, ooh the strangers come here | |
Sit down on your knees | |
We' ll looking on, no matter these are mean | |
He will touch real staks | |
That will say, let you extreme | |
And the danger to his wife | |
That we may see it | |
Roll on road and in line will be nothing | |
And they put you both to rich | |
How justfy the crime that you get | |
Wanna plug and they cut the .. of devil | |
And the grass drive his style... | |
And then these are hit | |
With all your high, you risk all the sign | |
To the high style, you' ll be hit with that | |
They hold me down, they know for sure that | |
Another real and stop us for trick | |
They' ll be shop, I blow up for it | |
Now all is good, blues are quikly | |
Now, we are real, and we blowing wild | |
Of a crown, the rollies deep down | |
And that sheavy be in the moment | |
And the way you look to they | |
And the way you look to they | |
Got us under stress | |
That' s the way you look to they | |
You guessing what they say | |
Where would they be at | |
They rise all in this |
The low forces they shut it it and judge it | |
The load they speak it out, the low they matter | |
Gotta hold it, ooh the strangers come here | |
Sit down on your knees | |
We' ll looking on, no matter these are mean | |
He will touch real staks | |
That will say, let you extreme | |
And the danger to his wife | |
That we may see it | |
Roll on road and in line will be nothing | |
And they put you both to rich | |
How justfy the crime that you get | |
Wanna plug and they cut the .. of devil | |
And the grass drive his style... | |
And then these are hit | |
With all your high, you risk all the sign | |
To the high style, you' ll be hit with that | |
They hold me down, they know for sure that | |
Another real and stop us for trick | |
They' ll be shop, I blow up for it | |
Now all is good, blues are quikly | |
Now, we are real, and we blowing wild | |
Of a crown, the rollies deep down | |
And that sheavy be in the moment | |
And the way you look to they | |
And the way you look to they | |
Got us under stress | |
That' s the way you look to they | |
You guessing what they say | |
Where would they be at | |
They rise all in this |