Joke me something awful just like kisses on the neck of "just friends" We're the kids who feel like dead ends And I want to be known for my hits, not
Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of best friends We're the kids who feel like dead ends And I want to be known for my hits, not just
Joke me something awful Just like kisses on the necks of best friends We're the kids who feel like dead ends And I want to be known for my hits, not just
Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "just friends" We're the kids who feel like dead ends And I want to be known for my hits, not
Übersetzung: Fall Out Boy. Ich habe eine dunkle Gasse und eine schlechte Idee, dass Sie Ihre Shut Says.
Übersetzung: One Tree Hill Soundtrack. Fall Out Boy - Ich habe eine dunkle Gasse und eine schlechte Idee ....
Übersetzung: One Tree Hill Soundtrack. Ich habe eine dunkle Gasse und eine schlechte Idee ....
Übersetzung: One Tree Hill Soundtrack. Ich habe eine dunkle Gasse und eine schlechte Idee [Fall Out Boy].
Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "best friends"* We're the kids who feel like dead ends And I want to be known for my hits, not
: Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "best friends"* We're the kids who feel like dead ends And I want to be known for my hits,
thugstas Killas and hustlas Live the fast life because Nobody loves us Negative thoughts is all they ever have of us Madder than a motherfucka Cause they can't touch us Dark Alley
Hit the lights, park, jumped out, walked Crept down on 'em, let them AK's bark One of them niggas broke out, I broke out behind him Went down the alley
be hunted like a murderer Ran through an alley Still lookin' for my getaway Coppers said Freeze, or you'll be dead today Trapped in a corner Dark and
I've got to ask, on a nigga's ass, tell me will they blast me? I think of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me Now, it's gettin crazy after dark
: Straight outta Oakland, California where we spark it on ya Give a shout out to my partners in the darkest corners I remember drinkin Hennesey, smokin
While drowning in a river of denial I washed up, fixed up, picked up All my broken things 'Cause you left me Police scene, chalk line Tequila shots In the dark
: Hawlin Alley on a dark and drizzly night, Billy Lyons and Stack-A-Lee had one terrible fight. All about that John B. Stetson hat. Stack-A-Lee walked