
Frankee - F.U.R.B.
Tekst :
Oh ohoooh
no no no
(You know there is two sides to every story)
See I don t know why you cryin like a bitch
talkin shit like a snitch
why you write a song bout me
if you really didn t care
you wouldn t wanna share
tellin everybody just how you feel
chourse
Fuck what I did it was your fault somehow
Fuck the presents,I threw all that shit out
Fuck all the cryin it didn t mean jack
well guess what yo,fuck you right back
chourse
Fuck what I did it was your fault somehow
Fuck the presents,I threw all that shit out
Fuck all the cryin it didn t mean jack
well guess what yo,fuck you right back
You thought you could really make me moan
I had better sex all alone (ha ha ha ha)
I had to, to do your friend
now you want me to come back
you must be smokin crack
Im goin else where and thats a fact
chourse
Fuck all those nights I moaned real loud
fuck it,I faked it,arn t you proud
fuck all those nights you thought you broke my back
well guess what Joe your sex was wack
chourse
Fuck all those nights I moaned real loud
fuck it,I faked it,arn t you proud
fuck all those nights you thought you broke my back
well guess what Joe your sex was wack
ooo ooo
uh uh yea
ooo ooo
uh uh yea
ooo ooo
uh uh yea
ooo oo
uh uh yea
You questioned did I care
maybe I would have if you would have come to me
now it s over
but I do admit i m glad I didn t catch your crabs
I can t sweat that cause I got to go
chourse
Fuck what I did was your fault somehow
Fuck the presents,I threw all that shit out
Fuck all the cryin it didn t mean jack
well guess what yo,fuck you right back.
You made me do this
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Take it all away
So much beauty in life
Shining on the outside
Empty on the inside
I get lost sometimes
Blinded by the flashing lights
Distractions always in my eyes
So i m following the sound, the sound of my heart
Beating
[chorus]...
Shining on the outside
Empty on the inside
I get lost sometimes
Blinded by the flashing lights
Distractions always in my eyes
So i m following the sound, the sound of my heart
Beating
[chorus]...
Holy man
Called to Madonna
To give me a line
She said
Boy what have you done?
Passing your time
With the Holy Man
Talking of the moon and sun
But I can t tell the difference between the fool and wise
Show me a river to follow
A world from
All these lies
I ve been on my own so long
Won t...
To give me a line
She said
Boy what have you done?
Passing your time
With the Holy Man
Talking of the moon and sun
But I can t tell the difference between the fool and wise
Show me a river to follow
A world from
All these lies
I ve been on my own so long
Won t...
Ja zwariuję
Ja zwariuję, tutaj nie ma chwili ciszy
ma być spokój, czy mnie słyszy?
Od stukniętych mnie wyzywa,
a sam głupek się wyżywa.
Pani chyba jest stuknięta! Czego wrzeszczy, czego stuka
zwariowała, zwariowała. Niech psychiatry Pani szuka
Takiej to nagadać mało
Tego jeszcze brakowało,
że sąsiadów takich mam: zwykły...
ma być spokój, czy mnie słyszy?
Od stukniętych mnie wyzywa,
a sam głupek się wyżywa.
Pani chyba jest stuknięta! Czego wrzeszczy, czego stuka
zwariowała, zwariowała. Niech psychiatry Pani szuka
Takiej to nagadać mało
Tego jeszcze brakowało,
że sąsiadów takich mam: zwykły...
Your call
Waiting for your call, I m sick, call I m angry
call I m desperate for your voice
I m listening to the song we used to sing
In the car, do you remember
Butterfly, Early Summer
It s playing on repeat, Just like when we would meet(like when we would meet)
Cause I was born...
call I m desperate for your voice
I m listening to the song we used to sing
In the car, do you remember
Butterfly, Early Summer
It s playing on repeat, Just like when we would meet(like when we would meet)
Cause I was born...
Arlington arms
I watch the walls fall down on Suburbia.
Land of the free, home of the self-enslaved.
On you.
I watched them bleed, I watched them fall to their face.
I watched them scream as they pray for a taste.
Of you. (Watching the walls fall...
Land of the free, home of the self-enslaved.
On you.
I watched them bleed, I watched them fall to their face.
I watched them scream as they pray for a taste.
Of you. (Watching the walls fall...