George Strait – Fool Hearted Memory lyrics

Nickels and dimes
Memories and wines
She’s on his mind once again
The same old fool
The same old stool
Played by the rules but didn’t win
There’s an old love in his heart that he can’t lose
He tried forgetting but he knows that it’s no use

Chorus:
He’s got a fool hearted memory
That won’t let him see
That she walked out the door
He’s got a fool hearted memory
He sits patiently
Here every night so it can fool him more

She was his girl
His only whirl
That string of pearls that slipped away
A thousand dimes
A thousand times
He doesn’t mind what they say
He fills the jukebox
And plays the same old song
He fills his glass
And then he turns her memory on

Chorus

Chorus

Beatles – A Day In The Life lyrics

I read the news today oh, boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well, I just had to laugh
I saw the photograph
He blew his mind out in a car
He didn’t notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They’d seen his face before
Nobody was really sure if he was from the house of lords

I saw a film today oh, boy
The english army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
But I just had to look
Having read the book
I’d love to turn you on.

Woke up, fell out of bed
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
And looking up, I noticed I was late
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke
And somebody spoke and I went into a dream
Ah

I read the news today oh, boy
Four thousand holes in blackburn, lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the albert hall
I’d love to turn you on

Straight out the dirt – E-40 feat. Yo Gotti lyrics

Lyrics E-40 – Straight out the dirt

I went from nothin’ to somethin’
I had to make the s**t work
Came up from nothin’
I got it straight out the dirt
I got it straight out the dirt
I got it straight out the dirt
I got it straight out the dirt
I got it straight out the dirt.

My granddaddy helped build the Carquinez Bridge
Gave my grandmama eleven kids
A gallon of milk and some eggs in the fridge
A pack of Top Ramen some bread and some grits
I got it straight out the diiirt (the dust)
Checkin’ more cash than a clerk (that’s us)
Play with me you will get hurt (I’ll bust)
I’ll put a hole in your shirt
The bigger the cap the bigger the peelin’, I’m drillin’
Anybody who wanna stop me makin’ millions (whoa)
The longer the barrel, the stronger the bullet, the trigger
I’ll pull it, I’ll have your family in their feelin’s
One foot on the strineets, one hand on the bible
I pray for my frenemies, pray for my rivals
Got trademarks and entities, licenses, businesses
No female tendencies, niggas is bitches
From the concrete streets to the golf course (golf course)
When I’m in L.A. I’m at the Waldorf (Waldorf)
If I’m in the mood for an entrée
Napa Valley reservations at The French Laundry
Free all my people in the belly of the beast (of the beast)
Pay the tithes to my church and my priest (and my priest)
In the box, in the cage in the bing (in the bing)
If I went to jail I won’t sing (I won’t sing)
B*atch!

I went from nothin’ to somethin’
I had to make the s**t work
Came up from nothin’
I got it straight out the diiirt
I got it straight out the diiirt
I got it straight out the diiirt
I got it straight out the diiirt
I got it straight out the diiirt.

I played in the mud (I play in the mud)
No stain on my shirt (no stain on my shirt)
I’m whippin’ the pot (I’m whippin’ the pot)
I’m cookin’ the work (uhhhhh)
I got it straight out the diiirt (straight out the diiirt)
I got it straight out the diiirt (straight out the diiirt)
I got it straight out the diiirt (straight out the diiirt)
I got it straight out the diiirt.

Whole lotta money, you know who it is
I ain’t got to speak on the s**t that I did
I got it straight up out the mud like a pig
F**k police, no respect for the pigs
On the stage steady screamin’ “Free Jig”
I go crazy every time that I hit
Send my yougin’s for to break in your crib
I pay ’em double, just send me the bricks
Shooter like Scottie I ain’t talkin’ Yo Gotti
That white full of low I’m gonna come where it is
Get out yo body we gon’ split your wig
I ain’t no rat b***h, them tricks for them kids
.40 and that Glock, I still walk with that sig
Ain’t who he claim to be and I can see it
I’m who he wanna be but he can’t be it
These niggas be dissin’ but no I don’t hear it
My youngin’ that youngin’ off Good Fellas
He don’t got no name, he a cold stepper
I spent them racks on some Margielas
I signed my deal up in blood letters
My Cuban link half a kilo
B***h so heavy I could use it as a weapon
All us getting’ money
Nothin’ but OG’s thuggin’ in my section.

I went from nothin’ to somethin’
I had to make the s**t work
Came up from nothin’
I got it straight out the diiirt
I got it straight out the diiirt
I got it straight out the diiirt
I got it straight out the diiirt
I got it straight out the diiirt.

I played in the mud (I play in the mud)
No stain on my shirt (no stain on my shirt)
I’m whippin’ the pot (I’m whippin’ the pot)
I’m cookin’ the work versuri-lyrics.info
I got it straight out the diiirt (straight out the diiirt)
I got it straight out the diiirt (straight out the diiirt)
I got it straight out the diiirt (straight out the diiirt)
I got it straight out the diiirt.

I was gettin’ out the mud
I put the hood on flood
I was bumpin’ Danny Glover in the Chevy
I put the hood on thug
I put your hood on wet-wet
I put your life on the set-set
I put your goons on bedrest
I haven’t been lost a war yet
Anniversary to vets
Versuri-lyrics.info
Z06 with the pipes
My young b***h from The Bay
P***y good hella tight
Head stupid hella tight
Slow it down yellow light
She suck the dick like it’s a contest
And thinks she’s Scarface on that white
Matte white, white on white Rover
B***h I’m plugged like Sosa
Got loud weed, strong odor
Pay the plug up front, don’t owe him
.. got rich s**t happened and I fell off
I ain’t fall, stay down, runnin’ up got a bill off
What I do?
I went from not havin’ s**t to havin’ s**t
Niggas sayin’ I should write a tell-all.

I went from nothin’ to somethin’
I had to make the s**t work
Came up from nothin’
I got it straight out the diiirt
I got it straight out the diiirt
I got it straight out the diiirt
I got it straight out the diiirt
I got it straight out the diiirt.

I played in the mud (I play in the mud)
No stain on my shirt (no stain on my shirt)
I’m whippin’ the pot (I’m whippin’ the pot)
I’m cookin’ the work (uhhhhhhh)
I got it straight out the diiirt (straight out the diiirt)
I got it straight out the diiirt (straight out the diiirt)
I got it straight out the diiirt (straight out the diiirt)
I got it straight out the diiirttt.
E-40 lyrics
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Ready for it – Taylor Swift lyrics

Lyrics Taylor Swift – Ready for it

Baby, let the games begin
Let the games begin
Let the games begin
(Are you ready for it?)
Baby, let the games begin
Let the games begin
Let the games begin
(Are you ready for it?)

I see how this is gonna go
Touch me and you’ll never be alone
I-Island breeze, lights down low
Versuri-lyrics.info
No one has to know.

In the middle of the night, in my dreams
You should see the things we do, baby
In the middle of the night in my dreams
I know I’m gonna be with you
So I take my time
In the middle of the night.

Baby, let the games begin
Let the games begin
Let the games begin
(Are you ready for ittt?)
Baby, let the games begin
Let the games begin
Let the games begin
(Are you ready for ittt?)
Taylor Swift lyrics
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Kuku sls – Capital Bra feat. Gringo 44 songtexte

Songtexte Capital Bra – Kuku sls

Ja, bra, bra
Nur Safari, bratan, ah, ah
Juggernaut, Makarow, bra, bra
Nur Safari, bratan, nur Safari
Bra, bra, bra, bra
Ahhh.(kuku sls)

.. nahui, cyka, hörst du, die Kalash rattert
Ich brauch’ ein’n Zwanni Ott, sofort, der Ticker kommt mit Fahrrad
Ich misch’ das Haze mit Nougat und roll’ mit Pueblo Tabak
Dazu ein’n fetten Tip, Kolleg, damit die Lunge ballert
Fahr’ im CLS, gemietet, mit El Chapo Gringo
Wir werden größer, Bra, im Kofferraum sind zwanzig Kilo
Ach, geh beiseite, Pico, die Szene ist mein Groupie
Ich geb’ mir nur noch Darbi und trage nur noch Gucci
Berlin lebt (Berlin lebt), Ufo, Gringo, Capi
Fahr’ mit King Khalil im nagelneusten Maserati
Ich komm’ übertrieben drauf auf deine Hipsterparty
Und nehm’ alles auseinander, alles auseinander
Es gibt nix mehr zu reden, du weißt, ich f*ck’ die Rapper
Verteil’ den Stoff wie Teppichhändler, kämpf’ wie Käfigkämpfer
Keine Gnade, guck mal wie, ich deine Gegend bretter’
Hab’ ‘ne Makarow dabei, du Pico, was Beretta?
Keine Gangster, alles Penner, komm’, hab’ Kiste, was für Tenner?
Benz ist schwarz, das Haze ist heller (heller, heller), bau’ ein’n Ler (Ler, Ler)
Der Bra ist schnell, doch die Kripos waren schneller
Mach’ sie alle süchtig, ich geb’ euch Darbi flüssig.

Oh-ouh
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow (Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow)
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
SLS, Kuku SLS (Gringo, Capital)
SLS, Kuku SLS
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
Juggernaut, Makarow (Juggernaut, Makarow)
SLS, Kuku SLS
Raffaele Coco
SLS, Kuku SLS
Zwei Kilo ..
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
Jeder macht auf loco
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow.

Oh-ouh, Gringo, .., Berlin, Bagdad
Savas, Lammkopf, Dürum, Lavash (Dürum, Lavash)
Grillspieß, Tiger, Gambas
Smoke killt, twenty hours, Haze Ananas, ..
Na sdorowje, lak, was Xalaz malaz
Ich schneide deine Placa .., lesh, Kafa
Manta, Manta, Flucht vor Civil-Amca
Rambazamba, grüne Mamba
Direkt Schnee?, .., such Taş, sabr, sabr
Rasch, rasch, baller’ mit der Kalash
-nikova, du Köter, mach nicht Mann auf Kamera
44, Baracuda, Pott-Kid, take my Tokat
Cyca blyat, kurwa, Ruger Charger
Deine Hintermänner lass’ ich tanzen – Lambada
Müsteri ruft an, City high rate, Triptronic
Zehnerpacket, aber Junkie sagt: „I got five von it!“

Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow (Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow)
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
SLS, Kuku SLS (Gringo, Capital)
SLS, Kuku SLS
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
Versuri-lyrics.info
Juggernaut, Makarow (Juggernaut, Makarow)
SLS, Kuku SLS
Raffaele Coco
SLS, Kuku SLS
Zwei Kilo ..
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
Jeder macht auf loco
Gringo, Captial, Haze-Flow.

Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flow
Bra, bra, bra, bra
Bra, bra, bra
Bra, bra, Juggernauter, bra, bra
Gringo, Capital, Haze-Flowww.
Capital Bra songtexte
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My girl now – Charly Black lyrics

Lyrics Charly Black – My girl now

Me nuh care ’bout the past, my girl
Your past is your past
Welcome to the future
Charly Black future.
Let them talk
Make them say what them want to say
We ago give them things to say.(my girl now)

You are my girl now
So, you don’t have to worry again
You’re my girl now
Let them talk, I don’t care
You’re my girl now
So, you don’t have to worry again
You
Are
My
Girl.

Hold on
Some a say, mi thing up and you nuh fit, none at all
No way, fi be mi first lady
But nuff of them ago get heart attack when them view you pregnant fi bring mi new baby
Nobody can tell me nothing bad ’bout you!
All them a try hard fi separate we
You deaf versuri-lyrics.info
Me inna the droptop Beemer
You cruising in the Mercedes.

One man’s loss, is another man’s treasure
No worry ’bout the past, let’s move on to the future
Baby, me nah go let you go
Me nah go let you go
Me nah go let you go.

Because, you are my girl now
So, you don’t have to worry again
You’re my girl nooow
Let them talk, I don’t care
You’re my girl now
So, you don’t have to worry again
You
Are
My
Girl.

Me nah use nobody fat
You inna mi life like say mi employ you
Gyal mi need you, yes, gyal mi waan you
Some say, you done
Who dem a talk? Cyan you!
Me nah go abuse you or war you
Your skin too clean fi me scar you
Me nuh beat woman, after anuh boy
Look! See mi bring fruits for you.

‘Cause, you are my girl nooow
And you don’t have to worry again
You’re my girl noow
Let them talk, I don’t care
You’re my girl nooow
You don’t have to worry again
You are mine
You are mine.

You’re my girl nooow
So, you don’t have to worry again
You’re my girl nooow
Let them talk, I don’t care
You’re my girl nooow
So, you don’t have to worry again
You
Are
My
Girl.

‘Cause, you are my girl noow
And you don’t have to worry again
You’re my girl nooow
Let them talk, I don’t care
You’re my girl nooow
You don’t have to worry again
You are mine
You are my girlll.
Charly Black lyrics
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Staying up – Matoma feat. The Vamps lyrics

Lyrics Matoma – Staying up

You keep me up ’til four in the morning
You got me, got me thinkin’ of you
Every minute, every hour I keep falling
When I know that you’re feel it too.(staying up)

I can’t get no sleep, you got what I need
When I got you next to me.

I’m staying up for love, love, love, love, love
I can’t get enough, enough, enough, enough, enough
Waiting for the moment we can touch
I can’t get enough, enough, enough, enough, enough. (x2)

Staaaying up for love. (x2)

So whisper in my ear when you come in
And tell me, tell me you’re in the mood
Baby, you don’t need to give me no warning
The only thing I want is you.

I can’t get no sleep, you got what I need
Versuri-lyrics.info
When I got you next to me.

I’m staaaying up for looove, love, love, love, love
I can’t get enough, enough, enough, enough, enough
Waiting for the moment we can touch
I can’t get enough, enough, enough, enough, enough. (x2)

Staaaying up for looove.

I’m staaaying up for looove, love, love, love, love
I can’t get enough, enough, enough, enough, enough
Waiting for the moment we can touch
I can’t get enough, enough, enough, enough, enough
Staaaying up for looove
Staaaying up for loveee.
Matoma lyrics
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G Herbo – 4 Minutes of Hell Part 5 Lyrics

Yall know what the fuck this is
Yall know exactly what this is

My lil cousin in the county fighting quadruple bodies
But when he beat it, we in Egypt, need a newer hobby
He beat his robbery, went back faster than a Maserati
Everybody in the race, I’m tryna cop Bugatti’s
Lost my ?? a year, but ain’t nobody rob me
We’ll come shoot up the party, ain’t no Lodi Dodi
I got niggas calling my phone from the federales
Told me niggas breaking bad, ain’t sent him 20 dollars
I remember breaking bread with like 20 heads
Imagine me behind the walls for like 20 years
Feeling like I’m dead, I couldn’t even make my bed
I ain’t have no spread
Project still 10 toes bitch and only got 1 leg
Niggas only had 1 life to live, never got no bread
Can’t think back on his decisions now he ain’t got no head
Niggas don’t really be clapping that lead
Yeah, really be scared
My niggas gon’ hop out killing instead
Make sure you cover them dreads
You in the streets better cover your tracks
You can’t talk to that hoe when you going to bed
Wonder how you end up shot in the back
Same way she was for you, that hoe going again
Next thing you know that hoe going again
Yeah gone with the wind
Bitches don’t know when I’m calling again
Next week I’m all in her friends
.40 Glock all in my drawers again
To walk through the mall again
I made 50 songs, had to ball again
Bitch go leak em all again
I’m making songs like Future, I got a future
And I be up with the roosters
Fuck niggas really be losers, really be using
Thats why I’m dolo as usual
And that’s why I tote my own pole with the shooters
I can’t be in this shit snoozing
If a nigga ain’t shooting he ducking or running
And I can’t be in this shit choosing
I remember I used to just play with a 100
Then graduated to 2’s
I remember I used to just bag up them onions
Then graduated to moving
And really my life is a movie
Real diamonds and gold in my jewerly
If you think you gon’ make it, nigga come take it
It do not matter, got Uzi’s
Told my Jeweler to make it, 80 point bracelet
Now ain’t no wonder she naked
Told lil bro to get closer to knock off his face
Cuz we don’t get niggas mistaken

Yeah we fry niggas like bacon
We find niggas like Taken
I’m from 0-7-9
I’m dropping 5’s
And I’m still slamming the rake’s
Still grippin four nickels and S 550’s
This what ima slide on the jakes in
They can’t catch me cuz them squad cars basic
Me and foenem up in our cars racing
Ain’t no pulling over, so we in hot cars daily
And we ain’t instagraming shit, ain’t no haha Davis
I got the gun with the light and the laser
I live my life and the light is amazing
I used to lean on a lot of the lazy
I would just lay back literally lettin her lick me
She did it long like my lady
I think her name was Lindsey, Lala, Lisa, Laura
I’ll get with her later
But I know I’m gon get this to this paper
Yeah I gotta get to the guap
If I don’t ima get on a caper
Soon as I used to get on the block
Police tryna give a nigga the vapor
Why they thinkin I’m gettin niggas knocked off
I’m somewhere way out here in Jamaica
Now I’m gettin a nigga knocked right off the map
Cuz my paper major
Everyday of my life I talk to Cap
He said don’t go to no major
So I ain’t go to no major
Still get major paper
Ain’t got no events, we hit a 100 bands
I been fucking hoes that had another man
See 2 50’s on the weekend, that was running in
We still counting rolls, traveling for shows
30 in bulk, 20 and 30 a show
Ain’t’ fucking no dirty hoes
No I ain’t broke no more
My mama don’t live in the hood no more
I ain’t in the hood no more
I barely pop out in the hood no more
And the henny ain’t worth it no more
Nah I ain’t working no more
I ain’t tryna blow 30s no more
You can’t see me in person no more
I ain’t just Lil Herbie no more
Yeah, I ain’t just Lil Herbie no more
A lot of shit ain’t worth it no more
Can’t see me in person no more
Nah I ain’t working no more
Them lil disses ain’t working no more
You lil niggas ain’t worth it no more

G Herbo, back on my old shit man
You know I’m still on some new shit
You know I’m bossed up, embracing all my power
But I’m back on my old shit man, I don’t give a fuck
Bout none of that shit niggas talkin’ bout
We still on gangsta shit, we still seeing niggas
In public, in the club, smacking the shit out niggas
Hittin’ niggas with bottles, pistol-whipping niggas
All that gangsta shit, with all this ice on
All these VV’s on, Rollies on, all that nigga
We got 30’s on us, Glocks, FN’s, all that shit, you know
Still dropping 4 Minutes Of Hell on you fuck niggas
This part 5 right here, in case you didn’t know
You know what I’m saying, free all my niggas
R.I.P. my niggas man, I’m in the studio right now
Got my big bro in here, Sizzle, with me, top in here
You know, brazy, Big B’s, you know, G-Squeak
In this bitch, uh huh… for real, and we got more guns
Than us… for real, for real, for real, for real, for real….
Them bitches ain’t never touching Instagram
Nothin, none of that, never seeing Instagram
Snapchat, none of that silly ass shit you niggas
Doing, cuz we out here for real (bitch)…

Charli XCX – Pirates Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I wish I was a pirate
I’d sail the Seven Seas
And when I’d go out sailing
Won’t you come along with me?
Oh, it’ll be grand, grand
We’d sit on the beach
Holding hands in the sand, sand

[Verse 2]
I wish I was a pirate
With a hat and an eyepatch
And when we’d go out sailing
Yeah, you know we’ll never be captured
By the bad boys
We’d sit on the deck, drinking rum
With the bad boys

[Verse 3]
Well, “Melancholy” was my name
And “Captain” was yours
We’d sail the Seven Seas
And then, we will pull up out of the shores
We’d eat Ben & Jerry’s ice cream
Play songs on the guitar
We’d take artistic photographs
But we’d never get that far, no

[Verse 1]
I wish I was a pirate
I’d sail the Seven Seas
And when I’d go out sailing
Won’t you come along with me?
Oh, it’ll be grand, grand
We’d sit on the beach
Holding hands in the sand, sand

TOVE LO – Disco Tits lyrics

I say hi, you say hi
We stay high
You look so pretty, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m sweatin’ from head to toe
I’m wet through all my clothes
I’m fully charged, nipples are hard
Ready to go
I’m sweatin’ from head to toe
I’m wet through all my clothes
I’m fully charged, nipples are hard
Ready to go

[Verse]
No, I don’t, I don’t have a type
Take a hit
Come on over tonight
Take a hit
You can follow my bloodstream
No, I don’t have a type

[Pre-Chorus]
Live right now, peakin’ on top
So wild now, I’m high as fuck
Don’t look down
My mind, you can relax
I know how to dial it back
Not this time

[Refrain]
I say hi, you say hi
We stay high
You look so pretty, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m sweatin’ from head to toe
I’m wet through all my clothes
I’m fully charged, nipples are hard
Ready to go
I’m sweatin’ from head to toe
I’m wet through all my clothes
I’m fully charged, nipples are hard
Ready to go

[Verse]
No, I don’t, I don’t have a type
Take a hit
Come on over tonight
Take a hit
You can follow my bloodstream
No, I don’t have a type

[Pre-Chorus]
Live right now, peakin’ on top
So wild now, I’m high as fuck
Don’t look down
My mind, you can relax
I know how to dial it back
Not this time

[Refrain]
I say hi, you say hi
We stay high
You look so pretty, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m sweatin’ from head to toe
I’m wet through all my clothes
I’m fully charged, nipples are hard
Ready to go
I’m sweatin’ from head to toe
I’m wet through all my clothes
I’m fully charged, nipples are hard
Ready to go

[Bridge]
You think I’m drunk now, but I am not
You’re so pretty, come roll with me
I’m ’bout to get down, I’m high as fuck
I’m no chemist, but it’s good shit

[Instrumental breakdown]

[Chorus]
I’m sweatin’ from head to toe
I’m wet through all my clothes
I’m fully charged, nipples are hard
Ready to go
I’m sweatin’ from head to toe
I’m wet through all my clothes
I’m fully charged, nipples are hard
Ready to go

[Outro: Chorus playing in background]
I say hi, you say hi
We stay high
You look so pretty, yeah
Got good shit, what is it?
No chemist, still want that magic, yeah
I say hi, you say hi
We stay high
You look so pretty, yeah
Got good shit, what is it?
No chemist, still want that magic, yeah

CAMILA CABELLO – Scar Tissue lyrics

I might say sorry way too much
And there’s a stir in my veins
I feel everyday I feel again
The sound of your name like a [?]

[Pre-Chorus]
I tried to hold the pieces insight
[?] held it just like a knife
[?] those are your hands not mine
I used to laugh just like a child
I feel okay, just for a while, yeah
Then I realized

[Chorus]
All I’m left with is the scar tissue
Battle wounds I’ve just survived then you come
I’m left with all the bruises, excuses, the truth is
Trying to restart, that’s the hardest part
The scar tissue, ooh, ooh, ooh
The scar tissue, ooh, ooh, ooh
That’s the harddest part
The scar tissue

[Verse 2]
Secretly dangerous
The hurt that you gave played with love
I couldn’t see you coming if I tried
You pulled the trigger and hide

[Pre-Chorus]
I tried to hold the pieces insight
[?] held it just like a knife
[?] those are your hands not mine
I used to laugh just like a child
I feel okay, just for a while, yeah
Then I realized

[Chorus]
All I’m left with is the scar tissue
Battle wounds I’ve just survived then you come
I’m left with all the bruises, excuses, the truth is
Trying to restart, that’s the hardest part
The scar tissue, ooh, ooh, ooh
The scar tissue, ooh, ooh, ooh
That’s the hardest part
The scar tissue

[Bridge]
Dealing with a scar tissue
Everything you put me through, na na na yeah
Dealing with a scar tissue
Everything you put me through, na na na yeah
Dealing with a scar tissue
Everything you put me through, na na na yeah
Dealing with a scar tissue
Dealing with a scar tissue, na
Oh, I’m not okay
But I’m getting close to it everyday
Closer and closer ’til you fade away

[Chorus]
All I’m left with is the scar tissue
Yeah, that’s the hardest part
The scar tissue (all the scars, oh)
The scar tissue, ooh, ooh, ooh
That’s the hardest part
The scar tissue

[Outro]
I’m going home, I’m trying (na na na yeah, na na na yeah)
I’m going home, I’m trying (na na na yeah)
I’m trying

6 feet – Scarlxrd lyrics

Lyrics Scarlxrd – 6 feet

I want everything there is to have don’t say I’m wrong
I’ve been through the worst and yet I’m still here standing strong
step into my mind you’ll last two seconds then you’re gone
demons in my penthouse know the words to all my songs
sing along if you feel it, hey
fill it up then sip it, hey
i still got my vision, hey
f**k it ill go missing, yh yh
this is the sickest game
brand-new cold devision, hey
twisted and efficient, hey
screaming helps the crippling pain.
I can’t be giving advice, aye
bottle your hatred inside, yh
loose yourself when you get high, ouu
i do that s**t all the time, aye
i told my lover goodbye, yh
sometimes i hope that she dies, yh
i got no tears left to cry, yh
im really gonna blow this time like, ay.
I got my foot on the throttle, yh
drowning my sorrows in bottles, yh
i carry baggage like cargo, hey
someone please help me I’m not okay
i want the plaques like im Dr dre
stunting with jewels like everyday
your chain looks nice so they confiscate
if i get desperate ill rob the safe
i know you wish you were me i got rich and i finally got money to eat
s**t i was down for a minute or 3
i got scars on the tops and the backs of my feet, aye
lastly i know how to breath versuri-lyrics.info
took me so long to get back on my feet
i never quit you see quitting is weak
change up the vision with things that i speak, yhyh.(6 feet)

In all my searching theres this one thing that i found,
we don’t go to heaven we just rot inside the ground.

/6 feet/ (x4)
/stay down right down/ (x4)
/6 feet/ (x4)
/stay down right downnn/ (x4)
Scarlxrd lyrics
Video feet

Two Ghosts – Harry Styles lyrics

Lyrics Harry Styles – Two ghosts

Same lips red, same eyes blue
Same white shirt, couple more tattoos
But it’s not you and it’s not me
Tastes so sweet, looks so real
Sounds like something that I used to feel
But I can’t touch what I see.(two ghosts)

We’re not who we used to be
We’re not who we used to be
We’re just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me
Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat.

The fridge light washes this room white
Moon dances over your good side
This was all we used to need
Tongue-tied like we’ve never known
Telling those stories we already told
‘Cause we don’t say what we really mean.

We’re not who we used to be
We’re not who we used to be
We’re just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me
We’re not who we used to be
We’re not who we used to be
We’re just two ghosts swimming in a glass half empty
Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat.

We’re not who we used to be
We’re not who we used to be
We’re just two ghooosts standing in the place of you and me
We’re not who we used to be versuri-lyrics.info
We don’t see what we used to see
We’re just two ghosts swimming in a glass half empty
Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat.

Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat
I’m just trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeattt.
Harry Styles lyrics
Video ghosts