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Waiting, got no time to hide in the country got a hold of my soul TV?s dead And there aint no war in my head.. now And you seem very beautiful to me

Traducció: Difuminar. Good Song.

: Waiting, got no time to hide in the country got a hold of my soul TV?s dead And there aint no war in my head.. now And you seem very beautiful to me

: Waiting, got no time to hide in the country got a hold of my soul TV?s dead And there aint no war in my head.. now And you seem very beautiful to me

woo) So I can finally breathe Got a right to be wrong Got to sing my own song (Woo) I might be singin' out of key (Woo woo) But it sure feels good to

shapes are blurring Under miracles of snow Weave a circle 'round him three times You have to plan your moves at these times Our hearts are breaking One more song

when I?m a lonely in my bed And I wake up the very same way Come to me Lay down next to me Keep me company You put a song in my heart Come on and take

this journey together And hopefully we can make it the rest of the way Inshallah Inshallah, Inshallah Inshallah Inshallah, Inshallah Inshallah Yeah, dialect kinda slurred Did you catch that word blurred

smoking up my whole challece my eyes is red d-loc can never get enough sometimes i sit and think of how much weed i really puff you know its good im