Minus Blindfold Lyrics
| Song | Minus Blindfold |
| Artist | Deftones |
| Album | Live Volume 1 - Selections from Adrenaline |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Carpenter, Cheng, Cunningham ... | |
| Done feeding, I leaned back head rested on the couch's top | |
| Must leave the house soon mean gone cause my pops he's hot | |
| Grab my blue backpack, My walkman, grip my bicycle | |
| Because I know my friends are waiting at the door | |
| I'm feeling loose like you - Just fucking around and shit | |
| Til that comes fifty-five I'm twenty-six | |
| Let me go I give more | |
| And you know I fold I | |
| Come at me! Come! Come! | |
| My activites don't cross but they create | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don't want you to | |
| Asking for it, like we got | |
| Yes we cross but we create | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don't want you - shit fuck'em | |
| You let this screw I thought they knew you | |
| But when you turned your back I know they're going do | |
| You had to prove me right and then we did | |
| And that son of a bitch he swerved almost hit two kids | |
| I'm feeling heartless, I'm feeling hate | |
| So when there's nothin but the real swing in her fuckin | |
| Rape! No! One! Me! no choice | |
| Let me go I get bored | |
| And you know I'm fuckin flown! | |
| Come on! Come! Come! | |
| My activities don't cross but they create | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don't want you to | |
| Threaten me court, like we got | |
| Yeah we cross but we create | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don't want you - Burn | |
| Let me go I give more | |
| And you know - ohh | |
| So good we could and | |
| We learned to cry and | |
| Lift me up | |
| Come on! Come! | |
| My activities don't cross but they create | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don't want you | |
| Dis me court, like we got | |
| Yeah we cross but we cried | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don't want you - up! |
| zuo ci : Carpenter, Cheng, Cunningham ... | |
| Done feeding, I leaned back head rested on the couch' s top | |
| Must leave the house soon mean gone cause my pops he' s hot | |
| Grab my blue backpack, My walkman, grip my bicycle | |
| Because I know my friends are waiting at the door | |
| I' m feeling loose like you Just fucking around and shit | |
| Til that comes fiftyfive I' m twentysix | |
| Let me go I give more | |
| And you know I fold I | |
| Come at me! Come! Come! | |
| My activites don' t cross but they create | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don' t want you to | |
| Asking for it, like we got | |
| Yes we cross but we create | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don' t want you shit fuck' em | |
| You let this screw I thought they knew you | |
| But when you turned your back I know they' re going do | |
| You had to prove me right and then we did | |
| And that son of a bitch he swerved almost hit two kids | |
| I' m feeling heartless, I' m feeling hate | |
| So when there' s nothin but the real swing in her fuckin | |
| Rape! No! One! Me! no choice | |
| Let me go I get bored | |
| And you know I' m fuckin flown! | |
| Come on! Come! Come! | |
| My activities don' t cross but they create | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don' t want you to | |
| Threaten me court, like we got | |
| Yeah we cross but we create | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don' t want you Burn | |
| Let me go I give more | |
| And you know ohh | |
| So good we could and | |
| We learned to cry and | |
| Lift me up | |
| Come on! Come! | |
| My activities don' t cross but they create | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don' t want you | |
| Dis me court, like we got | |
| Yeah we cross but we cried | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don' t want you up! |
| zuò cí : Carpenter, Cheng, Cunningham ... | |
| Done feeding, I leaned back head rested on the couch' s top | |
| Must leave the house soon mean gone cause my pops he' s hot | |
| Grab my blue backpack, My walkman, grip my bicycle | |
| Because I know my friends are waiting at the door | |
| I' m feeling loose like you Just fucking around and shit | |
| Til that comes fiftyfive I' m twentysix | |
| Let me go I give more | |
| And you know I fold I | |
| Come at me! Come! Come! | |
| My activites don' t cross but they create | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don' t want you to | |
| Asking for it, like we got | |
| Yes we cross but we create | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don' t want you shit fuck' em | |
| You let this screw I thought they knew you | |
| But when you turned your back I know they' re going do | |
| You had to prove me right and then we did | |
| And that son of a bitch he swerved almost hit two kids | |
| I' m feeling heartless, I' m feeling hate | |
| So when there' s nothin but the real swing in her fuckin | |
| Rape! No! One! Me! no choice | |
| Let me go I get bored | |
| And you know I' m fuckin flown! | |
| Come on! Come! Come! | |
| My activities don' t cross but they create | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don' t want you to | |
| Threaten me court, like we got | |
| Yeah we cross but we create | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don' t want you Burn | |
| Let me go I give more | |
| And you know ohh | |
| So good we could and | |
| We learned to cry and | |
| Lift me up | |
| Come on! Come! | |
| My activities don' t cross but they create | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don' t want you | |
| Dis me court, like we got | |
| Yeah we cross but we cried | |
| You know I want to pick you up | |
| But they don' t want you up! |
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