Song | Growing - Album Version (Explicit) |
Artist | Primer 55 |
Album | (The) New Release |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Crossing the line again, it's all fundamental. | |
Feeling like there抯 got to be a way to control. | |
But some people keep to themselves. | |
And with a little luck it goes away with in time. | |
Pushing everybody out the way / so get the fuck away pushing everybody out the way / inside of me there's a place | |
I keep it's so sentimental, | |
I create to watch you all from inside. | |
Take a deep breath because it's time, | |
I gotta let it out. | |
Let you know, way too much inside. | |
Impurities the shape and mold you. | |
You better run, you better open your eyes. | |
Listen to what the fuck | |
I抳e gotta say. | |
What the fuck you say? | |
Listen to what the fuck | |
I gotta say / one time. | |
Self-control | |
I don't wanna indulge you, so | |
I guess I抣l keep taking my time. (chorus) this is the life | |
I lead, you抮e so sentimental hold my tongue, | |
I gotta keep it inside but you gotta be so damn sentimental too sensitive, | |
I gotta keep it inside. | |
Always ending up at the place that | |
I started. | |
Running around in circles, fake sense of control | |
I know that better days are coming, open the treasures their hidden inside counting all the lies along the way. | |
Count 1 2 3 count another lie, look it up it's mine. | |
This monsters almost grown, this angers not my own (repeat chorus) (b verse) so take away my sun my only means of shelter | |
I抣l try again, well | |
I抣l try harder chew it up and swallow push it down inside growing. |
Crossing the line again, it' s all fundamental. | |
Feeling like there zha got to be a way to control. | |
But some people keep to themselves. | |
And with a little luck it goes away with in time. | |
Pushing everybody out the way so get the fuck away pushing everybody out the way inside of me there' s a place | |
I keep it' s so sentimental, | |
I create to watch you all from inside. | |
Take a deep breath because it' s time, | |
I gotta let it out. | |
Let you know, way too much inside. | |
Impurities the shape and mold you. | |
You better run, you better open your eyes. | |
Listen to what the fuck | |
I ni e gotta say. | |
What the fuck you say? | |
Listen to what the fuck | |
I gotta say one time. | |
Selfcontrol | |
I don' t wanna indulge you, so | |
I guess I yun l keep taking my time. chorus this is the life | |
I lead, you zhen e so sentimental hold my tongue, | |
I gotta keep it inside but you gotta be so damn sentimental too sensitive, | |
I gotta keep it inside. | |
Always ending up at the place that | |
I started. | |
Running around in circles, fake sense of control | |
I know that better days are coming, open the treasures their hidden inside counting all the lies along the way. | |
Count 1 2 3 count another lie, look it up it' s mine. | |
This monsters almost grown, this angers not my own repeat chorus b verse so take away my sun my only means of shelter | |
I yun l try again, well | |
I yun l try harder chew it up and swallow push it down inside growing. |
Crossing the line again, it' s all fundamental. | |
Feeling like there zhā got to be a way to control. | |
But some people keep to themselves. | |
And with a little luck it goes away with in time. | |
Pushing everybody out the way so get the fuck away pushing everybody out the way inside of me there' s a place | |
I keep it' s so sentimental, | |
I create to watch you all from inside. | |
Take a deep breath because it' s time, | |
I gotta let it out. | |
Let you know, way too much inside. | |
Impurities the shape and mold you. | |
You better run, you better open your eyes. | |
Listen to what the fuck | |
I nǐ e gotta say. | |
What the fuck you say? | |
Listen to what the fuck | |
I gotta say one time. | |
Selfcontrol | |
I don' t wanna indulge you, so | |
I guess I yun l keep taking my time. chorus this is the life | |
I lead, you zhěn e so sentimental hold my tongue, | |
I gotta keep it inside but you gotta be so damn sentimental too sensitive, | |
I gotta keep it inside. | |
Always ending up at the place that | |
I started. | |
Running around in circles, fake sense of control | |
I know that better days are coming, open the treasures their hidden inside counting all the lies along the way. | |
Count 1 2 3 count another lie, look it up it' s mine. | |
This monsters almost grown, this angers not my own repeat chorus b verse so take away my sun my only means of shelter | |
I yun l try again, well | |
I yun l try harder chew it up and swallow push it down inside growing. |