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themselves – them’s my peoples كلمات اغاني

[?]
sum 76 bird of prey, organs (organs) organs (organs)
and then a decay (slow down), a decay
repeat chorus
holy (a mind is a terrible thing)
love (inside out), feel
humanity, something in the human [?]

i’m sorry little one (somehow)
but there is no [?]
because they [?]
the essence, the description of things you can’t imagine

[chorus]
some people like to see the crew at 6:15 and work the roads all day
i guess it’s dirt on hands, it keeps your head out of the clouds, out of your hands (some)
people like to see the crew at 6:15 and work the roads all day
i guess it’s dirt on hands, it keeps your head out of the clouds, out of your hands

to the doobie in my mouth, to the buckle touching my t__th
to the doobie in my mouth, to the buckle touching my t__th
to the doobie in my mouth, to the buckle touching my t__th
to the buckle touching my t__th, to the buckle touching my t__th

[?]
here’s to the the crippled man who holds on the bus, who begs for change, he hits his wheelchair
[?]
them’s the peoples in your neighbourhood

[?]

[chorus]
some people like to see the crew at 6:15 and work the roads all day
i guess it’s dirt on hands, it keeps your head out of the clouds, out of your hands
some people like to see the crew at 6:15 and work the roads all day
i guess it’s dirt on hands, it keeps your head out of the clouds, out of your hands

put your dead body in the soothing cold
put your dead body in the soothing cold
put_put_put_put_put your dead body in the soothing cold
put_put_put_put_put your dead body in the soothing cold
don’t need no head, no s_x and no [?]

why does it just gotta be?
i’m a g_nius, i’m a liar
there’s no room for the blackface and dragons [?]
[?]

i’m like a good cook
who cooks really good food
i bet you’ve never tried anything like this before
come on, you know you’ll like it, it is good

i get nervous that people might not want to cry
and the only color [?] that i’ll have left my friends is yellow

i run a zipper up the back of your spine and friend
he blows the candle out, whoosh
things are always melting (out of your hands)

- themselves

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

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