the more we see this mess In your room you see a painting on the wall But you don't see me at all I know you're lonely too I'm sleeping between trucks
too much Reaching out your hand for one last touch Take me with you, everybody here is fake And I don't wanna feel the same when you give in In a lifetime
so high , then why are you so low, down the hall , standing in front of that window , today im sleeping in woke up its too late and i should be a school
, the more we see this mess In your room you see a painting on the wall But you don't see me at all I know you're lonely too I'm sleeping between trucks
Übersetzung: No Use For A Name. Sleeping In.
Übersetzung: No Use For A Name. Schlafen zwischen Lkw.
beauty, the more we see this mess In your room you see a painting on the wall But you don't see me at all I know you're lonely too I'm sleeping between
know too much Reaching out your hand for one last touch Take me with you, everybody here is fake And I don't wanna feel the same when you give in In a
down law, a new sheriff round here Get tore in a forrest, dare come around here I'm a country nigga, don't take me for no bammer When I say I use my hammer
for a change But only rain came my way All this time you been with me I was just sleeping with the enemy All this time you been with me I was just sleeping
law book, Curtis Jackson Known for creatin' action, by rapidly clappin' Nigga I stay strapped, so much I nickname gats Got a tech I call Tina, a nine I name
comes after dying To embrace that I'm a slave until I'm captured But You would never use a lock or a key 'Cause I am free I could change my name, cover
same old story Something about love for glory A nickel and a dime a dozen Fame Ah, it's such a shame Ah, the way they use your name Ah, you know it's such a
pon di edge [Verse 2:] Mi gal a you di man dem want di whole a dem a haunt you A your name dem a call from dem get you once dem a stalk you Mi hook di
just like me so I quit! My name is yours Can I sleep on your floor See, my heroes changed their minds And I lost my numbers (Thanks to Mauro for these
let it show, Just ask Lenny Clark, he'll be sure to tell you so. We're arguing for sport here, and itching for a fight, We're obsessed with your presence
