Musica de Amber Flame 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 Amber Flame 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
Got hot sauce in my bag, swag -
And a brick in my pocket
And a snarl on my lips
And a ring still on my finger
And I'm too good to be true
And I’m too good for you.
All I've ever wanted was you:
My cocky fresh and my swag
Your light on my shine should've been true
But you carried secrets in your pockets.
Brushed my things with a dirty finger
Made empty the shell of my lips.
Someone else’s mouth kisses these lips.
I show nothing now but ugly to you
We must be more than failure and pointing finger
A frail veneer pride won't let crack, swag
Readied smiles in still-dirty pocket:
Bitterness or joy, both endings are true.
Love is laced always with compromise. It's true
Betrayal longs to forget the taste of my lips
Should and should not crammed in my pocket.
You remind me again of why I chose you:
Instinctive in your hips is an easy swag-
Er; a familiar pattern made with your finger
Bringing me to sudden flush. Finger
Me as possessive, it's true
There is a rolling gait when we fuck, swag;
I want this. To devour the ripe fruit of my lips
Again /always/still, I will carry you
R chain & Roc necklace in my pocket
A spell of new promises, clean pocket
Fresh ring on my finger
I've only been this kind of fool for you.
I let you come back easy, it's true,
Now I'm a professional at reading your lips
You stay humble: a stutter, your new swag.
Finger a faded picture of you I want to be true,
An idea I hope to find on your lips.
In my pocket is my swag.