Musica de Wifiskeleton del Genero: Lyrics Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Lyrics son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Wifiskeleton tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Lyrics, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar su técnica vocal,
i think you know these arent just titles .. dont check the fridge :P Lyrics[Intro]
I lay down, go back to sleep
I could kill myself in weeks(Ah)
Guess that my words must hurt deep
But I was lyin' through my tee—
Totally better than Nirvana
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[Verse]
Killed one bitch, now they think I'm feral
Lookin' in the eye of a 12-gauge barrel
Yung skeleton cast spells like a pharaoh
witchbox in the cut, choppin' up bone marrow (You are so goddamn pathetic)
Hey there, girl, we should kill ourselves
Lost my change to the wishing well
Don't want help but I still need help
Newports rock so it's fuck my health
I lay down, go back to sleep
I could kill myself in weeks
Guess that my words must hurt deep
But I was lyin' through my teeth
But if we speak (angelz)
You'd be relieved
But I'd be rotting from my grief
Cigarette smoke on her cheek
Thoughts that cloud my mind for weeks (You are so goddamn pathetic)
[Outro]
Killed one bitch, now they think I'm feral
Lookin' in the eye of a 12-gauge barrel
Yung skeleton cast spells like a pharaoh
witchbox in the cut, choppin' up bone marrow
Hey there, girl, we should kill ourselves
Lost my change to the wishing well
Don't want help but I still need help
Newports rock so it's fuck my health
I lay down, go back to sleep
I could kill myself in weeks
Guess that my words must hurt deep
But I was lyin' through my teeth
But if we speak
You'd be relieved
But I'd be rotting from my grief
Cigarette smoke on her cheek
Thoughts that cloud my mind for weeks