He said war will
May he and I unite to destroy the enemies
Eh enemies
Instead of months passing
The cups must collide
And it’s not that they don’t know, eh they don’t know

Internal verbal blows are those words
Either finding a witch is an exacerbation of the problem
Rest here we will be inner to paradise
And we made public the public
And those tattoos, oh oh

I don’t want to believe that
The basket of my iniquity
It doesn’t even have a few good oh good
I will be a farmer
If I say all the wrong things to my partner
To make me look good

Although love hurts
I wish we didn’t talk
So that tomorrow we will not be heard
Don’t listen to the beauties
What they want words for tomorrow to dig us out

Oa aah, ooh aah
Ooh aah … ooh mmh

Keep my secrets
And take care of your years back and forth
There is today and tomorrow mmh mmh mmh
Even my enemies have divided your enemies
They can’t love you they pull you to be funny

Mmmh mmh mmh
For even if you distribute
My embarrassing pictures are the same, they don’t even bother me
And even your emptiness if you spread it
For my closest people it is not a spot, you do not build you do not destroy

Mom, there is a game to take care of your baby
And people with gods
I agreed to leave the dezo
Because of your love I divorced the white man

Their words will make you think they are defending you
Let’s humiliate each other as they wait
Don’t give a damn about it
And it’s as usual I pray for you

I don’t want to believe that
The basket of my iniquity
It doesn’t even have a few good oh good
I will be a farmer
If I say all the wrong things to my partner
To make me look good

Although love hurts
I wish we didn’t talk
So that tomorrow we will not be heard
Don’t listen to the beauties
What they want words for tomorrow to dig us out

Oa aah, ooh aah
Ooh aah, ooh aah … ooh mmh

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B Boy thank you for the sound
Sound … Sound