Songtexte:
Pulled Apart By Horses

: feeling pulled apart by horses. fobbed off with lame shite excuses. feeling pulled apart by horses. reckoner papapa reckoner papapapa reckoner papapapa

down from my New York rat They ride it like a horse's back, with the horseback But it won't fail so if you try to rob the kid Banana clips by the bed

how The truest love that's ever found is for oneself You pulled apart my theory With a weary and disinterested sigh So yes, I guess I'm asking you To back a horse

direct Is it true, he stayed the beef and slept with a tech? What's the position you hold? Can you really match a triple platinum artist Buck by buck by

true he slay the beef and slept with a tech? What's the position you hold? Can you really match a triple platinum artist buck by buck by only a single

I am haunted by my love for comparison My fascination with a single common theme And I am hounded by the fear that I might be losing it Slipping from

Me and my mother drove to [Mother:] "Come on, let's just go" Newark, New Jersey. I hadn't even seen my apartment. I remember I pulled up [Mother:] "Kanye

it true he slay the beef and slept with a tech? What's the position you hold? Can you really match a triple platinum artist buck by buck by only a single

it true he slay the beef and slept with a tech? What's the position you hold? Can you really match a triple platinum artist buck by buck by only a single