lirik lagu birds are spies they report to the trees - is subjective
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to give a slowsorrowful reading
a few br-ss coins
clutched in my bony fists
gathered together
in one room
for the first time
born three years ahead of time
nineteen seventy-nine
throwing shoes at p-ssing cars
fitting initiation
attacked your books with a knife
convincing me you have
nothing to say
the smell of your own work
is the smell of death
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu martin rossiter - my heart's designed for pumping blood
- lirik lagu weh - darkness part two
- lirik lagu blackbox within - sing of my redeemer
- lirik lagu delphic - baiya
- lirik lagu vaccines - aftershave ocean
- lirik lagu chris brown - nobody's business
- lirik lagu tuck patti - honey pie
- lirik lagu wc - keep hustlin'
- lirik lagu ft nipsey hussle chevy woods - neighborhood (ft. nipsey hussle) - chevy woods
- lirik lagu raheem devaughn - keeper