歌曲 | Who the Hello |
歌手 | Danielson Famile |
专辑 | Fetch the Compass Kids |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Smith | |
who the hello would storm into my room | |
ask me to presume all the best when... | |
there's been times I said "I love all people!" | |
I'll call you when I need you to bleed for my mooch, | |
and I smooch for my game and the same to your name. | |
I love pushing people down jump down throats | |
with loose lips who sink ships you can't trust me | |
boiling blood my legacy. | |
I have learned all the rules of the nest and | |
the rest of the men in the streets with no stuff | |
and all peace do tell... | |
"share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
do the Word then we do tell. I crawled right through | |
the half door all the lure is the small talk walkin' | |
through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
let's outgrow the domino yokefellow. my joy | |
and crown is around nine fruits tall.... | |
spend all my time walkin' | |
through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
"share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
inching thee decree "I love people"...ain't no | |
competition with the condition where the love is | |
walkin' through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
"share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
we will never know ourselves till we yoke with fellow selves. |
zuo qu : Smith | |
who the hello would storm into my room | |
ask me to presume all the best when... | |
there' s been times I said " I love all people!" | |
I' ll call you when I need you to bleed for my mooch, | |
and I smooch for my game and the same to your name. | |
I love pushing people down jump down throats | |
with loose lips who sink ships you can' t trust me | |
boiling blood my legacy. | |
I have learned all the rules of the nest and | |
the rest of the men in the streets with no stuff | |
and all peace do tell... | |
" share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
do the Word then we do tell. I crawled right through | |
the half door all the lure is the small talk walkin' | |
through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
let' s outgrow the domino yokefellow. my joy | |
and crown is around nine fruits tall.... | |
spend all my time walkin' | |
through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
" share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
inching thee decree " I love people"... ain' t no | |
competition with the condition where the love is | |
walkin' through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
" share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
we will never know ourselves till we yoke with fellow selves. |
zuò qǔ : Smith | |
who the hello would storm into my room | |
ask me to presume all the best when... | |
there' s been times I said " I love all people!" | |
I' ll call you when I need you to bleed for my mooch, | |
and I smooch for my game and the same to your name. | |
I love pushing people down jump down throats | |
with loose lips who sink ships you can' t trust me | |
boiling blood my legacy. | |
I have learned all the rules of the nest and | |
the rest of the men in the streets with no stuff | |
and all peace do tell... | |
" share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
do the Word then we do tell. I crawled right through | |
the half door all the lure is the small talk walkin' | |
through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
let' s outgrow the domino yokefellow. my joy | |
and crown is around nine fruits tall.... | |
spend all my time walkin' | |
through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
" share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
inching thee decree " I love people"... ain' t no | |
competition with the condition where the love is | |
walkin' through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
" share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
we will never know ourselves till we yoke with fellow selves. |