Every thing but this faded love I still catch some, yeah Candles bright and I'm feeling rough I'll survive Every thing but this faded love I still catch
Übersetzung: Pre) Thing. Faded Love.
for me No more party, party for me No more drinky, drinky for me I'm gon' make you the only one (I... won't...) No more chasing pretty round things (round things
[Pre-Chorus] He's so caught up He won't call her He shows no love So she decides [Chorus] I changed my mind I don't love you I don't love you more
sour diesel [Chorus] [Styles P: over Chorus] What we doing? I love sour diesel Grease, that's my shit Light that up then Okay! That's my thing [Styles
Up, Bad Boy Double Up, H-world, it's not a game You know, no matter where you go There's no duo that you know Get loot though, and still love the chulo
When you know it's the truth Nobody else can do it quite like I do All my kisses, And my loving But ain't nobody, Better than us [Pre-chorus: Rihanna
I promise that I'm gonna keep it coming all night long. [Pre-chorus:] Looking in your eyes, While you're on the other side, (And I think that shorty I gotta thing
up & down, I say what's up and clown, coz I get around Like my nigga Pac do, and once I start Wiggling my thing back and forth I've got you (back,
, for me No more party, party for me no more drinky, drinky for me I'm gon' make you the only one (I.. won't..) No more chasing pretty round things (round things
attitude Like he's the only dude made for you, woah [Pre-Chorus:] But I bet he didn't count on, no nigga like me comin' round (Giving you things to think
his great love Well I forgive you if you forgive me, hey! who needs the third party anyway And it shook me and I'm still shaking now. Chorus (repeat and fade) /pre
shot I'd rather burn than singe When the walls close in I feel crushed I'll take your calls I'll take your loving touch A d Oh ooh baby your love
me baby, hold me I just want to love you right love me baby, love me (Repeat Verse) (Instrumental Break) (Repeat Chorus, 2x) (Repeat Verse) (Repeat Bridge) (Repeat Pre
true? (Repeat Pre-Chorus) We're all guilty Guilty Guilty We're all guilty of love Guilty Guilty Guilty We're all guilty of love (Keyboard Solo) (Repeat 2nd Verse) (Repeat Pre
may be the same But he's signed up as a soldier out to play the music game There are fake patches on his jacket He's used bleach to fade his jeans With
