you) Lonely, I feel so lonely Girl hold me, won't you just hold me Lonely, I feel so lonely Girl hold me, won't you just hold me Lonely, I feel so lonely
all night long. You've been hurt over again, with all my love I say I am Holding out my hand. [Chorus] You won't be lonely anymore. You won't be lonely
Lonely, I feel so lonely Girl, hold me, won't you just hold me? Lonely, I feel so lonely Girl, hold me, won't you just hold me? Lonely, I feel so lonely
Tradução: Attack Attack!. Lonely.
like you) Lonely, I feel so lonely Girl hold me, won't you just hold me Lonely, I feel so lonely Girl hold me, won't you just hold me Lonely, I feel so lonely
Have these bitch niggas snitchin. Where are we now? Guns found daily. The feds surely hope that they could finally nail me for sellin dope. They backwards, make tracks burst whenever I rap. Attack
in to daily life Pressures but fuck that now all ya'll gonna know me. See me on TV and be like "Look there go my Homie." I'm more than lonely, I'm lost
: she walks the lonely street she stares at herself and thinks this is someone i don't want to know her heart is sinking like a stone to the bottom of
eh sometimes it's not so easy, baby Especially when your only friend, talks, sees, looks and feels like you, and you do just the same as him (Gets very lonely
up on it Know u wanna clone it Aint like me (that chick to bony) Ride this beat beat beat (like a pony) Meet me at the top (top) top (Getting lonely)
you told me that You'd take me back So I'm still wondering why It was ever a question I should have learned my lesson I keep coming back Like a heart attack
' do it [Chorus: Bizzy Bone] And I must fess up if I mess up, babe I want you back B my daughter, get the babies, move the fam attack And if we never
to get back Time to complain Nobody is feeling the truth To live in the crowd sick of your own vanity Dead scattered petals around Hymms of betrayal calling you for the attack
back Time to complain Nobody is telling the truth To live in the crowd sick of your own vanity Dead scattered petals around Hymns of betrayal calling you for the attack
Nobody is telling the truth To live in the crowd sick of my own vanity Dead scattered petals around Hymns of betrayal calling you back for attack Evil
