Hashtag Lyrics
| Song | Hashtag |
| Artist | Call Me Unique |
| Artist | Leanne Louise |
| Album | Urban Gypsy 2 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Leanne Louise/Natasha Brown | |
| 作曲 : Edward Geater | |
| VERSE 1 | |
| Staring at the blank space, | |
| Your blank face, | |
| There's nowhere to escape this dead off cage, | |
| In which you call you're resting place, | |
| Your time seemed of substance, | |
| But your jailbait to destruction, | |
| Heavy state of bagged up weight, | |
| A nightmare rolled into a date, | |
| CHORUS | |
| Boredom hit at 2, | |
| What are we gonna do in this room? | |
| Me & you, | |
| VERSE 2 | |
| Table tops crops like a garden hedge, | |
| Scents: your friends come running, | |
| The scent alone has them all here stunting, | |
| Aiding and abetting they would claim I've done. | |
| Sitting here twiddling thumbs, | |
| Making master plans, | |
| Big announce-ments, | |
| I proclaim no more foolishness, | |
| No more bad mine self made punishments, | |
| No eediyat now inna mi circle dem, | |
| Yet I'm here me and you, and time is playing dead, | |
| CHORUS | |
| Boredom hit at 2, | |
| What are we gonna do in this room? | |
| Me & you, | |
| VERSE - (LEANNE LOUISE) | |
| Don't really feel like me right now | |
| I lit the tree your wind blows down my spine (down my spine) | |
| Seeing colours in a different light | |
| I rolled up spinning in my bed | |
| A karma state of mind instead tonight | |
| Everything is gonna be alright yeah. | |
| But you're running tracks around my mind | |
| Replaying memories of me and you | |
| But come 2 | |
| CHORUS | |
| Boredom hit at 2, | |
| What are we gonna do in this room? | |
| Me & you, | |
| CHORUS | |
| Boredom hit at 2, | |
| What are we gonna do in this room? | |
| Me & you, |
| zuo ci : Leanne Louise Natasha Brown | |
| zuo qu : Edward Geater | |
| VERSE 1 | |
| Staring at the blank space, | |
| Your blank face, | |
| There' s nowhere to escape this dead off cage, | |
| In which you call you' re resting place, | |
| Your time seemed of substance, | |
| But your jailbait to destruction, | |
| Heavy state of bagged up weight, | |
| A nightmare rolled into a date, | |
| CHORUS | |
| Boredom hit at 2, | |
| What are we gonna do in this room? | |
| Me you, | |
| VERSE 2 | |
| Table tops crops like a garden hedge, | |
| Scents: your friends come running, | |
| The scent alone has them all here stunting, | |
| Aiding and abetting they would claim I' ve done. | |
| Sitting here twiddling thumbs, | |
| Making master plans, | |
| Big announcements, | |
| I proclaim no more foolishness, | |
| No more bad mine self made punishments, | |
| No eediyat now inna mi circle dem, | |
| Yet I' m here me and you, and time is playing dead, | |
| CHORUS | |
| Boredom hit at 2, | |
| What are we gonna do in this room? | |
| Me you, | |
| VERSE LEANNE LOUISE | |
| Don' t really feel like me right now | |
| I lit the tree your wind blows down my spine down my spine | |
| Seeing colours in a different light | |
| I rolled up spinning in my bed | |
| A karma state of mind instead tonight | |
| Everything is gonna be alright yeah. | |
| But you' re running tracks around my mind | |
| Replaying memories of me and you | |
| But come 2 | |
| CHORUS | |
| Boredom hit at 2, | |
| What are we gonna do in this room? | |
| Me you, | |
| CHORUS | |
| Boredom hit at 2, | |
| What are we gonna do in this room? | |
| Me you, |
| zuò cí : Leanne Louise Natasha Brown | |
| zuò qǔ : Edward Geater | |
| VERSE 1 | |
| Staring at the blank space, | |
| Your blank face, | |
| There' s nowhere to escape this dead off cage, | |
| In which you call you' re resting place, | |
| Your time seemed of substance, | |
| But your jailbait to destruction, | |
| Heavy state of bagged up weight, | |
| A nightmare rolled into a date, | |
| CHORUS | |
| Boredom hit at 2, | |
| What are we gonna do in this room? | |
| Me you, | |
| VERSE 2 | |
| Table tops crops like a garden hedge, | |
| Scents: your friends come running, | |
| The scent alone has them all here stunting, | |
| Aiding and abetting they would claim I' ve done. | |
| Sitting here twiddling thumbs, | |
| Making master plans, | |
| Big announcements, | |
| I proclaim no more foolishness, | |
| No more bad mine self made punishments, | |
| No eediyat now inna mi circle dem, | |
| Yet I' m here me and you, and time is playing dead, | |
| CHORUS | |
| Boredom hit at 2, | |
| What are we gonna do in this room? | |
| Me you, | |
| VERSE LEANNE LOUISE | |
| Don' t really feel like me right now | |
| I lit the tree your wind blows down my spine down my spine | |
| Seeing colours in a different light | |
| I rolled up spinning in my bed | |
| A karma state of mind instead tonight | |
| Everything is gonna be alright yeah. | |
| But you' re running tracks around my mind | |
| Replaying memories of me and you | |
| But come 2 | |
| CHORUS | |
| Boredom hit at 2, | |
| What are we gonna do in this room? | |
| Me you, | |
| CHORUS | |
| Boredom hit at 2, | |
| What are we gonna do in this room? | |
| Me you, |
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