Smoking Strawberries (Explicit)歌词由Peter Playpiece演唱,出自专辑《Tuesdays Playpiece (Explicit)》,下面是《Smoking Strawberries (Explicit)》完整版歌词!
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Uh fuck knows where I'm gonna go
Aw well, I hope its gonna go slow
Please time why'd you
Find the need to pick the speed up
I cant keep up with all
Of lives different features
And I'm making decisions
That's taking friends
Stopped loosing my shit
And now I'm making
Some ends meet
I just wanna get some
Cash in my back burner
Finally sort out my mother
And I don't even really
Care that I'm all in
I cant find some time
To put a stall in it
Still a draw in it
A reward innit?
I'll smoke it later once
My souls had dinner
I'm feeling lazy can
We walk five minutes
I need to breath
Then we can talk for a minute
Shit isn't clear so lets sort or mend
How can we be free
If we cant stop pretending
Everyday
Do do do do do doo do
Dooo doo oooh do do
Doo do do do do do
Doo do do ooooh do...
I'm still a grown man
Living with his mum
Half cut coughing up a lung
Mixed up and in a bunch!
But maybe this could be
The best song I've ever done
I'll write it neatly so
When I'm up it can be sung
Releasing melodies
To cure my heaviness
I can speak freely
Like words to a therapist
Cunts laugh there head
At this release that I get from this
Peace catch you after
Cause Pete has to exit quit
I'm home heading
If they don't get me
No time waisted on both
Of our schedules
I use to be restless
And wrestle with my self
Feeling left out never
Had a place on that shelf
Just leaped
And hoped my feet
Would catch me
Lost without a map
But at least I'm happy
Beats I've still got
That so I can freestyle that beat
Writing to relax finding
Peace in my harmonies
I write a poem and ease
Off smoking strawberries
Up till 4 o'clock its me
Rustling through your cutlery
Belly full and feet up
A one the lottery
Noticed I've already got
Enough of what I need
(Noticed I've already got
Enough of what I need)
Oh oh oh ooh ooh ooh
Oh ooh oh ooooh ooh
Ooh ooh oh ooh oooh
Ooh oooh oh ooh ooh
I write a poem and ease
Off smoking strawberries
Up till 4 o'clock its me
Rustling through your cutlery
Belly full and feet up
A one the lottery
Noticed I've already
Got enough of what I need
I write a poem and ease
Off smoking strawberries
Up till 4 o'clock its me
Rustling through your cutlery
Belly full and feet up
A one the lottery
Noticed I've already got
Enough of what I need