Mitski – I Don’t Like My Mind ( Lyrics ) Letra MitskiVEVO Mitski – I Don’t Like My Mind ( Lyrics )
I don’t like my mind
I don’t like being left alone in a room
With all its opinions about
The things that I’ve done
So yeah, I blast music loud
And I work myself to the bone
And on an inconvenient Christmas
I eat a cake
A whole cake, all for me
And then I get sick and throw up
And there’s another memory that gets stuck
Inside the walls of my skull
Waiting for its turn to talk
And it may be a few years
But you can bet it’s there, waiting still
For me to be left alone in a room
With the things that I’ve done
A whole cake, so please don’t take
Take this job from me
A whole cake, so please don’t take
Take my job from me Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
The Cranberries – Free To Decide ( Lyrics ) Letra TheCranberriesVEVO The Cranberries – Free To Decide ( Lyrics Letra )
It’s not worth anything more
Than this at all
I’ll live as I choose
Or I will not live at all
So return to where you come from
Return to where you dwell
Because harassment’s not my forte
But you do it very well
I’m free to decide
I’m free to decide
And I’m not so suicidal after all
(At all, at all, at all)
You must have nothing more
With your time to do
There’s a war in russia and sarajevo too
So to hell with all your thinking
And to hell with your narrow mind
You’re so distracted from the real thing
You should leave your life behind (behind)
I’m free to decide
I’m free to decide
And I’m not so suicidal after all
(At all, at all, at all)
Mosquitos can enjoy me, I can’t go inside
I’m sucking up as much of the full moon so bright
Fireflies zooming through the yard like highway cars
Someone out here burning something, kids feeling alive
Freight train stampeding through my backyard
It’ll run across the plains like the new buffalo replaced
I have a hope, and though she’s blind with no name
She shits where she’s supposed to, feeds herself while I’m away
Sometimes I think it would be easier without her
But I know nothing can hurt me when I see her sleeping face
Freight train horn howling out mad and wild
Heading somewhere far away like the new buffalo replaced Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Money Boy & Young Kira – Hustle King ( Lyrics ) Letra Money Boy Money Boy & Young Kira – Hustle King ( Lyrics )
Songtext zu „Hustle King“
Intro: Money Boy
(Yeah! Kira on the phone)
Yeah
Hook: Money Boy
One big house, es ist voll mit Bad Bitches
Double D’s, BBL’s, yeah, they lit (Sheesh)
Zwei Styrofoam Cups in der Hand, der Boy, er sippt
Dirty Sprite, everything I do legit (No cap)
Two-Tone Roli an der Wrist, I paid a hunnid stacks (A hunnid stacks)
Hab’ getrappt den ganzen Tag und counte Money jetzt (Count it up)
Und mein Holmes, er pullt up mit einer Duffle Bag (Duffle Bag)
YSL, twenty-one, ich bin der Hustle King (Hustle King)
Ey, ey
Part 1: Money Boy
Bitch, ich bin der Hustle King, еveryday I’m hustlin’ (Hustle)
Ähnlich so wie Rick Rozay, ich fick’ dеine Bitch, okay
Benjamin Frankelins, tote Präsidenten sind
Drin in einem Schuhkarton am Ballen wie ein Hurensohn (Ballin’)
Foreign whips, foreign chicks, everything is foreign, bitch
More drip, Porsche whips, ich will in die Forbes-List (Plug)
Ich hab’ one, two, three, four chains around my neck (Puh)
Aber Homeboy, das ist nothin’, das ist light
Guck, mein Outfit ist so lit (Lit), keiner fickt mit meinem Drip
Und mein Ice sieht aus wie tiefgekühlte Sprite (Burr)
Sex in the shower, ich bin fresh as fuck (I’m fresh)
And if it’s up then it’s stuck, yeah, wir getten Gwap (Gwap)
Und willst du Beef, kein Problem, Slime, wir pullen up (Skrrt)
Spin den Block mit der Glock, now you know wassup (Pah-pah-pah-pah-pah)
Hook: Money Boy
One big house, es ist voll mit Bad Bitches
Double D’s, BBL’s, yeah, they lit (Sheesh)
Zwei Styrofoam Cups in der Hand, der Boy, er sippt
Dirty Sprite, everything I do legit (No cap)
Two-Tone Roli an der Wrist, I paid a hunnid stacks (A hunnid stacks)
Hab’ getrappt den ganzen Tag und counte Money jetzt (Count it up)
Und mein Holmes, er pullt up mit einer Duffle Bag (Duffle Bag)
YSL, twenty-one, ich bin der Hustle King (Hustle King)
Part 2: Young Kira
Krasse Deals, Patte fließt, Bitch, ich mach’ den Hustle real
Ich dropp’ bald ein Masterpiece und bin dann weg wie Master P (Ah-ah)
Ey, fick’ auf das Gesetz und fick die Po-Po
Homies machen Racks in Osteuropa so wie O-Zones
Ich pull’ up im Batmobil, Beezy kommt im Bentley Coup
Ja, wir komm’n auf deine Party und wir crashen Bandicoot, ey
All black wie Bodyguards, Yamamoto, adidas
Immer auf dem Grind, on the run wie Uzumaki, ja
Deutscher Rap hat keine Seele, ey
Ich hab’ Swag und keine Alphagene, ey
Baby ruft mich an, ich glaub’, das ist ‘ne Hotline
Sie ist geblendet, ich glaub’, das muss meine Watch sein
Beep, beep, bin wie Stallone, ich bin der Champ
Keine Roli, ich will Big Ben
Sie fragt mich, was so geht, hustlen ohne Breaks
Von Hollywood bis Japan, ich will
Hook: Money Boy
One big house, es ist voll mit Bad Bitches
Double D’s, BBL’s, yeah, they lit (Sheesh)
Zwei Styrofoam Cups in der Hand, der Boy, er sippt
Dirty Sprite, everything I do legit (No cap)
Two-Tone Roli an der Wrist, I paid a hunnid stacks (A hunnid stacks)
Hab’ getrappt den ganzen Tag und counte Money jetzt (Count it up)
Und mein Holmes, er pullt up mit einer Duffle Bag (Duffle Bag)
YSL, twenty-one, ich bin der Hustle King (Hustle King)
Mitski – The Deal ( Lyrics Lyric ) Letra MitskiVEVO Mitski – The Deal ( Lyrics Lyric )
There’s a deal you can make
On a midnight walk alone
Look around, listen close
Hear it fall from above
It will ask what you’d give
And what you’d take for it in return
I once went on such a walk
And I found that I’d said
I want someone to take this soul
I can’t bear to keep it
I’d give it just to give
And all I will take are the consequences
Will somebody take this soul
Then of course, nothing replied
Nothing speaks to you in the night
And I walked my way home
There was no one in sight –
Save a bird perched upon a streetlight
Watching me
So stopped and let it watch
Till I found that it said
Now I’m taken, the night has me
You won’t hear me singing
You’re a cage without me
Your pain is eased but you’ll never be free, for
Now I’m taken, the night has me
There’s a deal that I made Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Noah Kahan, Lizzy McAlpine – Call Your Mom ( Lyrics ) Letra NoahKahanVEVO Noah Kahan, Lizzy McAlpine – Call Your Mom ( Lyrics )
Oh you’re spiraling again
The moment right before it ends, you’re most afraid of
But don’t you cancel any plans
‘Cuz I won’t let you get the chance to never make them
Stayed on the line with you the entire night
until you let it out and let it in
Don’t let this darkness fool you
All lights turned off can be turned on
I’ll drive, I’ll drive all night
I’ll call your mom
Oh dear don’t be discouraged
I’ve been exactly where you are
I’ll drive, I’ll drive all night
I’ll call your mom
I’ll call your mom
Waiting room, no place to stand
Just greatest fears and wringing hands and the loudest silence
If you could see yourself like this
If you could see yourself like this, you’d have never tried it
Stayed on the line with you the entire night
until you told me that you had to go
Don’t let this darkness fool you
All lights turned off can be turned on
I’ll drive, I’ll drive all night
I’ll call your mom
Oh dear don’t be discouraged
I’ve been exactly where you are
I’ll drive, I’ll drive all night
I’ll call your mom
Medicate, meditate, swear your soul to Jesus
Throw a punch, fall in love, give yourself a reason
Don’t wanna drive another mile wondering if you’re breathing
So won’t you stay, won’t you stay, won’t you stay with me
Medicate, meditate, save your soul for Jesus
Throw a punch, fall in love, give yourself a reason
Don’t wanna drive another mile without knowing you’re breathing
So won’t you stay, won’t you stay, won’t you stay with me?
Don’t let this darkness fool you
All lights turned off can be turned on
I’ll drive, I’ll drive all night
I’ll call your mom
Oh dear don’t be discouraged
I’ve been exactly where you are
I’ll drive, I’ll drive all night
I’ll call your mom
Sleepy Hallow – Perky Man (Lyric ) feat. Marshmello, Mikey Bands, & Jay Bezzy Letra Sleepy Hallow Sleepy Hallow – Perky Man (Lyric ) feat. Marshmello, Mikey Bands, & Jay Bezzy
No real Percs were taken in the making of this song
Kids, do not do drugs
Great John on the beat by the way
(Hello there, if you ever need a Perc, you call the 1-800-PerkyMan)
No real Percs were taken in the making of this song
Kids, do not do drugs
Mello made it right
Are you friends with the perky man?
I’m friends with the perky man
Are you friends with the perky man?
I’m friends with the perky man
Are you friends with the perky man?
‘Cause I’m friends with the perky man
Are you friends with the perky man?
I’m friends with the yerky man
Are you on drugs?
‘Cause I’m on drugs
Do you want drugs?
‘Cause I want drugs
I take half a Perc just to brighten my day
Take two more and best believe I’m gon’ escape
I take tens, twenties, thirties, they not fake
All these Perc’s is ‘bout to make me go to space
Are you friends with the perky man?
I’m friends with the perky man
Are you friends with the perky man?
I’m friends with the perky man
Are you friends with the perky man?
‘Cause I’m friends with the perky man
Are you friends with the perky man?
I’m friends with the yerky man
Are you friends with the perky man?
I’m friends with the perky man
Are you friends with the perky man?
I’m friends with the perky man
Are you friends with the perky man?
‘Cause I’m friends with the perky man
Are you friends with the perky man?
I’m friends with the yerky man
Are you friends with the perky man?
I’m friends with the perky man
Are you friends with the perky man?
I’m friends with the perky man
Are you friends with the perky man?
‘Cause I’m friends with the perky man
Are you friends with the perky man?
I’m friends with the yerky man
No real Percs were taken in the making of this song
Kids, do not do drugs Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
LVIBE – BILLIONAIRE (PROD BY NOTA) Letra LVIBE OFFICIAL LVIBE – BILLIONAIRE (PROD BY NOTA)
Rasi dar f sbitar lbab ta3ha do ri mi
Sbah lil saahriin
Nensa ta bech nrimi
Baghi drahem 7ta 7ram
W flil ndir lfumi
Houma hadrin hadrin
Na7ina ga3 li limit
Baghi nsovi la mama wel padri
Ma ndir 3al haadra
3la kolchi 9adrin
3ayech nia dir 7sab lghadra
La moula ya dra b3id
B3id 3la ma dream
L7yat li khellatna fazdin
Drug dur sur lsd
Kayna la Luna w la plume
2 w 7abithom 7a nziid
Derna lmelyoun w el milyounan
Bsah ana 7a nwelli billionaire
7a nokhrej ya loukan mel unan
Dmg sghar w had lmilu nakna
Nsinaha lmakla ras chb3
W lm3icha tbenli chekla
Medlama dekna
Kayna ghalta na3rfoha fi detna
Nbgho afetna n3icho biha ma bghina ndirou fitna
Fourna….
W hada koulou l mavie machi lnes
W ma ndir 3la kav
Lmusi9a m3aya ki lbalon m3a gavi
W ana tafi ma vie afa
Mliha nji ana w l afa
Ki dilixia w FL
Hna tnak wella afhem
Ta3 sah w mchi aflam
W ntou bardin aflou
Denya bordil defy
7na 3adna gloub safia
Tkhrb ttnak bsah bla la mafia
Wdnek tro7 b kemia wefya
W fi lakhir fiha khir
Baghi ntir w ana ntig mhma nti7
Nwelli lawel fi la tr
Ma netkabr 3la haja w ana tin
Ms l3bad la oti3 Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
for KING + COUNTRY | Better Man ( Lyrics Lyric ) Letra for KING + COUNTRY for KING + COUNTRY | Better Man ( Lyrics Lyric )
I do, I do, I wanna be a better man for you
Watch the words traveling
Down the hall to your heart
Feel my pulse quickening
A step away, a world apart
I know that I let you down
Let my pride shut you out
That’s not the way it’s meant to be
Sorry for the tears you’ve cried
Darling let me make it right
‘Cause you deserve the best of me
I do, I do, I wanna be a better man for you
I do, I do, I wanna be a better man for you
There you go
Patiently
Giving grace
Changing me
Feel my soul
Wrestling
With who I am
And what you see in me
I know that I let you down
Let my pride shut you out
That’s not the way it’s meant to be
I do, I do, I wanna be a better man for you
I do, I do, I wanna be a better man for you
I do, I do, I wanna be a better man for you
Yes, I do, oh, I do, I wanna be a better man for you
I do, I wanna be a better man for you
I do love you
I’m gonna be a better man for you
Drop your waistline when you hear that bassline
Drop your waistline when you hear that bassline
Drop your waistline when you hear that bass (drop)
Drop your waistline when you hear that bassline
Drop your waistline when you hear that bassline
Drop your waistline when you hear that bass (drop)
You do that ting dat I like
Next time I do it Imma need more time
Next time we do it dig it like gold mine
Make me lose my mind
Drop it off for me
Cock it up grip it while I twist my spine
Drop if off for me
Must be UPS the way you drop off the sex for me
Click, clack, boom when you kill it that’s a casualty
Take it there, send me over
Baby, talk to me, talk to me reckless
Grip on your hands like a necklace
Got a whole entree, one little taste
It’s too good for you to think straight
Drop your waistline when you hear that bassline (drop)
Drop your waistline when you hear that bassline (drop)
Drop your waistline when you hear that bassline
Drop your waistline when you hear that bass (drop)
Drop your waistline when you hear that bassline (drop)
Drop your waistline when you hear that bassline (drop)
Drop your waistline when you hear that bassline
Here to take time, I’m not here to waste (drop)
You can lick, you can touch (ohh na na na)
Beg you come, fling it up (ohh na na na)
Need you to slide on me
Tell me it’s mine only
When I tik tok let me bounce non stop
When it’s this tight boy you might get stuck
I need a long long ride
I need every stroke precise
Cuz baby it’s the sex for me
Click, clack, boom when you kill it that’s a casualty
Take it there, send me over
Baby, talk to me, talk to me reckless
Grip on your hands like a necklace
Got a whole entree, one little taste
It’s too good for you to think straight
Drop your waistline when you hear that bassline (drop)
Drop your waistline when you hear that bassline (drop)
Drop your waistline when you hear that bassline
Drop your waistline when you hear that bass (drop)
Drop your waistline when you hear that bassline (drop)
Drop your waistline when you hear that bassline (drop)
Drop your waistline when you hear that bassline
Here to take time, I’m not here to waste
