Apey and the Pea - 80 dalszöveg (lyrics)
[Apey and the Pea - 80 dalszöveg lyrics]
There’s not much calm, to find
So if I’m going of rhymes
I could do more things like them
Or I could hold up my life
And your sure fine but
I’m just fuckin’ living
I could get more worse
And days you’ve tried
The side of every anemic
I could do more worse
I’d like to glide the whale
So if I’m growing out of time
I could do these things I want
Or I could be just like
And all we ever had was it an order?
I could do more worse
The more you’ve try, the more I never listen
I could get worse
There’s not much calm, to find
So if I’m going of rhymes
I could do these things I want
Or I could be just like God
And your shure fine but
I’m just fuckin’ kicking
I could get more worse
The more you’ve try, the more I never listen
I could get more worse… i come clean
I’ve never seen the mountain’s head
You can’t look back for once again
I could’ve been around your head
I want a field