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Locked Up
Two:22
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Always getting older
But I pray my heart don’t smolder
Keep it locked up in a folder
Keep it locked up like I told her

Save me from sinning
But girl this happiness isnt
I know, I know reminiscing
Remember what you are missing

My heart is empty and hollow
So baby girl do not follow
And if you see me tomorrow
Then ill be here for the morrow

Happy and hear the vibrato
Im colder than colorado
Paint me a picture picasso
Ill always be desperado

Yeah

Hold the phone
Take me home
Wish that i could stop it

Break me down
Til’ i drown
Sinking in the tropic

Never have I been the one to go and seek out profit
But theres no way to prove what you cannot see through my optic

Juuling my way through the morning
I’ve always been nonconforming
So ill give u a forewarning
Don’t wanna end up in mourning

When it rains, its fucking pouring
Seem to find myself absorbing
In my dreams I hear the roaring
Wish it just went as according

Yeah

Always getting older
But I pray my heart dont smoulder
Keep it locked up in a folder
Keep it locked up like i told her

Yeah

Save me from sinning
But girl this happiness isn’t
I know, I know reminiscin
Remember what you are missin

Heres the ones for banshee

Don’t think I can be happy
My mind is feeling kinda whacky
My brain is stretching, laffy taffy
Seek my drought out, like a banshee

While you said I was too sappy
Girl, you’re plainer than some khakis
Took quick notes, like sten-o-graphy
And seek my drought out, like a banshee

The absence of light
Brings dark through the night
Ended with smite
There was no time to fight

Careful who you call your friend
One day they might be your end
Said they real, it’s all pretend
Fake to feel, snake to ascend

Farther from my life, closer to success
Working through the pain in hopes that I will be the best
Chartered my strife, thoughts are undressed
One day they will see how I was different from the rest

Ones that used to talk shit, they all hit my line now
Praises fake, around, I simply won’t allow
I don’t think I’ll ever fit, I feel I must avow
But I truly don’t care, and they’ll never know how

Don’t think I can be happy
My mind is feeling kinda whacky
My brain is stretching, laffy taffy
Seek my drought out, like a banshee

While you said I was too sappy
Girl, you’re plainer than some khakis
You took quick notes, like stenography
And seek my drought out, like a banshee


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