CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Benny Please Come Pick Me Up
Dark pit slick, slinging dark sh*t quick
On the carpet, I make, that you're moving like a carca**
Car park grit, cut it off, on the [?] crew
Gonna wanna quit, over sh*t, said I miss [?]
Boss one click, on the black bar, stick
Put the headless on the list, on the back [?], park it
Stalker, mister, I really dismissed it
Ghost bag, filled with most of the
Concrete carried on back, by the hostess
No map, when I go then I go
Eyes on the coast, Wildfires in the ocean
Ghost bag, filled with most of the
Concrete carried on back, by the hostess
No map, when I go then I go
Eyеs on the coast, Wildfires in the ocеan
Guard, on the seat, never strike from beneath
I'm a dirty young [?], but I never compete
Put grease, in my conscious red tree, let the geese out
When am I supporting my degree just like a [?]
Moss decor, see me empty [?] garden
The cross, my pursuit of pitfalls, in the dark skies
Push, the talk, in the bright like it's [?]
Intercept any and come in closer with the f**king brine
Ghost bag, filled with most of the
Concrete carried on back, by the hostess
No map, when I go then I go
Eyes on the coast, Wildfires in the ocean
Ghost bag, filled with most of the
Concrete carried on back, by the hostess
No map, when I go then I go
Eyes on the coast, Wildfires in the ocean
On the carpet, I make, that you're moving like a carca**
Car park grit, cut it off, on the [?] crew
Gonna wanna quit, over sh*t, said I miss [?]
Boss one click, on the black bar, stick
Put the headless on the list, on the back [?], park it
Stalker, mister, I really dismissed it
Ghost bag, filled with most of the
Concrete carried on back, by the hostess
No map, when I go then I go
Eyes on the coast, Wildfires in the ocean
Ghost bag, filled with most of the
Concrete carried on back, by the hostess
No map, when I go then I go
Eyеs on the coast, Wildfires in the ocеan
Guard, on the seat, never strike from beneath
I'm a dirty young [?], but I never compete
Put grease, in my conscious red tree, let the geese out
When am I supporting my degree just like a [?]
Moss decor, see me empty [?] garden
The cross, my pursuit of pitfalls, in the dark skies
Push, the talk, in the bright like it's [?]
Intercept any and come in closer with the f**king brine
Ghost bag, filled with most of the
Concrete carried on back, by the hostess
No map, when I go then I go
Eyes on the coast, Wildfires in the ocean
Ghost bag, filled with most of the
Concrete carried on back, by the hostess
No map, when I go then I go
Eyes on the coast, Wildfires in the ocean
