Tradução: Cadenas de amarillo. Sueño de la mariposa.
" something like Springsteen I got something that bring green That look something like string beans I make sure the hustlers keep something to sling the fiends White, yellow
: Poison oak some boyhood bravery When a telephone was a tin can on a string And I fell asleep with you still talking to me You said you were afraid
me. but you you you, you got me open girl. Why Lie. We aint even tryna settle so why try. end the night with a kiss and a bye bye. No strings attached
got me open, girl, why lie? We ain?t even tryin? to settle, so why try? End the night with a kiss and a bye-bye No strings attached your love is so WiFi
ll wait in this place where the sun never shines; Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves. You said no strings could secure you at the
ll wait in this place Were the sun never shines Wait in this places Where the shadows Run from themselves You said no strings Could secure you At the
slept at home resentfully Coveting their dreams And often have I wondered How the years and I survived I had a mother who sang to me An honest lullaby Yellow
you very well Michael brings you to a park He sings and its dark when the clouds come by Yellow slickers up on swings Like puppets on strings hanging
the sidewalk like string and brown paper Winter blows Up from the river there's no one to take her To the sea Marcie dresses warm its snowing Takes a yellow
Hella dome..yeah..my girl beats..no metronome My new chick..she a yellowbone I buy her yellow stones..cause I like it when she got that yellow on So
: Down! Start digging down your throat Another string of lies is born You must exemplify perfection Bronzing a broken life of shit You filthy liar Septic
to quench my fetid needs. I wish I could pull these strings. In death there are finer things. Malpractice forever be my bitter name. I wish I could pull these strings
wise men share a joke; I run to grasp divining signs To satisfy the hoax. The yellow jester does not play But gentle pulls the strings And smiles as the
wise men share a joke; I run to grasp divining signs To satisfy the hoax. The yellow jester does not play But gently pulls the strings And smiles as
my, my - my key lime pie Not too tart, not too sweet My baby loves to watch me eat Her key lime pie Her key lime pie Tall green tree, yellow bird Bikini
heels set the mood Where did you acquire those are liars When I met you I heard Jesus bells, strings and a choir I got lines better than n-ggas albums
my designs I am ashamed of my brain The enemy is me and the executioner terror Music is a reflection of our inner self unfiltered agony touches the wayward string