Letra de Transparent Parents - Quarashi
Letra de canci�n de Transparent Parents de Quarashi lyrics
(Well, well, well)
Well I�m constantly divin� down, driving out, jivin�
about, Is
cause suckers two-faced self assured sickos. I don�t get it
seconds are wasted. As for the name of the game that I
tasted, This is the last one, this is the end. A messenger
dead and no message to send. Great wall white whale I
strike the sun now it�s done, done, done, the word is now
undone. Transparent parent, mister master, driving a boy
from his youth to disaster.Bad, bad, bad brain day and I�m
blessed with the word. It comes to my head in the shape of
a bird. (Yeah, yeah) Do it again where I am in the air.
Getting so drunk in my head that I care. Id est I, et Ego est
he, in a low key, (woo)so what do you wanna be.
I want it all again. x4
(Yes check it out, check, check it out)
Here we�re coming, speaking to the gente, going to the
loco in the quarashi juego pass me the mirror and I�ll cut
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you a line this is a sequel, I check out and shine. Now come
on and every body lets get high. I�m above the clouds living
a goddamn lie. But later on, I�m back at last their grabbing
my t-shirt come on take a rest.Doing this ya�ll, doing that
ya�ll, until I stand up against something I fall. Bring out
the
best every day�s a test, 47 temperature the last one is best.
I want it all again. x4
(One, one two, check this out)
Here I am my friends like never before. Out in the back I�m
watching the score. It�s twisted, it�s true but I love the
sick
mother. Keeping her good like there was no other, Brother,
there must be a way, to get through the day, without getting
stuck in the role of the prey. I am still no one locked in the
cage trying to get back the hand that I gave.
Well I�m constantly divin� down, driving out, jivin�
about, Is
cause suckers two-faced self assured sickos. I don�t get it
seconds are wasted. As for the name of the game that I
tasted, This is the last one, this is the end. A messenger
dead and no message to send. Great wall white whale I
strike the sun now it�s done, done, done, the word is now
undone. Transparent parent, mister master, driving a boy
from his youth to disaster.Bad, bad, bad brain day and I�m
blessed with the word. It comes to my head in the shape of
a bird. (Yeah, yeah) Do it again where I am in the air.
Getting so drunk in my head that I care. Id est I, et Ego est
he, in a low key, (woo)so what do you wanna be.
I want it all again. x4
(Yes check it out, check, check it out)
Here we�re coming, speaking to the gente, going to the
loco in the quarashi juego pass me the mirror and I�ll cut
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/transparent-parents-quarashi.php
you a line this is a sequel, I check out and shine. Now come
on and every body lets get high. I�m above the clouds living
a goddamn lie. But later on, I�m back at last their grabbing
my t-shirt come on take a rest.Doing this ya�ll, doing that
ya�ll, until I stand up against something I fall. Bring out
the
best every day�s a test, 47 temperature the last one is best.
I want it all again. x4
(One, one two, check this out)
Here I am my friends like never before. Out in the back I�m
watching the score. It�s twisted, it�s true but I love the
sick
mother. Keeping her good like there was no other, Brother,
there must be a way, to get through the day, without getting
stuck in the role of the prey. I am still no one locked in the
cage trying to get back the hand that I gave.
