Prada - Fin (prod. GREAF) [chorus] | Текст песни

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• Fin (prod. GREAF) [chorus]

(Verse 1)

Let outside
I feel the strain on my grin
I let the rain consume my skin
I feel the wind, bending backwards just to win

(Bridge)

Sit behind the lonesome
The only time I speak is through an EVP
Fuck me, tangled in the midst of nothing
Lovely, I thought you fucking loved me
I guess I was wrong
Ain't say a word until this song
I let it go, I don't care
Fiji in my palms, smoking on that tree
Fuck tonight, where ever I land is where I'll always be

(Verse 2)

Mixed in the sounds of struggle
Everyone can get it right
But I am always having trouble
.wavs of songs for kids to rave
I'm posted up in a winter jacket on a summer day
Anger caged looking for a way to strangle it

(Talking)

I hope you liked the roses, I picked them out myself

(Chorus)

I hope you liked the roses
I picked them out myself
Well hurry up I'm closing
I'm overdosing now

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