Pearl
She is a pyramid...
But with him sheez just a grain of sand..
Does loves too strong like mice and mems
Squeezing out the life that should be laid in
She was a hurricane..caneee..canee...
But now sheez just a gust of wind..
She used to set the sails of a thousand ships
Wasnt for us to be racking with..
She could be a statue of liberty
She could be a Joan of Arc
But heez scared of the light thats inside of her
So he keeps her in the dark
Oh She used to be a pearl...Ohh...
Yeah...she used to rule the world...Ohhhh
Cant believe sheez become a shell of herself..
Coz she used to be a pearl...
She was unstoppable..
Moved fast as light could never lench..
But now sheez stuck dark deep in some man
Wishing that they never ever met..
She could be a statue of liberty..
She could be a Joan of Arc...
But he is scared of the light thats inside of her ..
So he keeps her in the dark
Oh She used to be a pearl...Ohh...
Yeah...she used to rule the world...Ohhhh
Cant believe sheez become a shell of herself
Coz she used to be a....
Do you know that therez a way out..therez a way out..therez a way out..therez a way out..
You know how to be held down..be held down..be held down..be held down...
Coz I used to be a shell...
Yeah I led and ruled my world....
My world ...Ohhh yeahh
But I woke up and grew strong and I can still go on..
And Noone can take my ....Oh...
You dont have to be a shell..No...
Your the one that rules your world..Oh...
You are (?) and you led...You know you can still go on
And you'll always be a pearl..
She is unstoppable
Похожие новости.
Wa-Wa-Wa-Wati B
C'freestyle c'?tait juste pour dire que dans la 9?me zone on a niqu? l'rap Et que celui qui peut nous teste parmi tout ses M'c Mais poto laisse tomber (laisse tomber) Je sent
Faust In Der Tasche
Es geht mir wieder gut, ich hab alles hinter mir. Ich steh bei der Musikbox, mein Blick f?llt auf die T?r. Auf einmal geht sie auf und du bist da, mit deinem neuen
Change
Everyone is watching, everyone is waiting, everywhere we look now, all there is is hating We just have no tolerance, we don't compromise, all we are is worthless objects, in our
Hofgarten
Letzten Sonntagmorgen latsch ich durch den Hofgarten. Halb sechs - was mu? ich unter den B?schen sehn? Ficken, Bumsen, Blasen, alles auf dem Rasen. Hey, Breiti! Ich bin's, Kuddel! Lass mich auch mal! Du bist ja gar nicht Kuddel, du
Скучаю
Ночь опускается, за окнами темно. Мне снова кажется, что ты зовешь меня Каплями по стеклу ты пишешь мне о том Что унесешь меня туда, где песни волн Я скучаю по тебе, я скучаю по