shades and subtleties, enraged, grey generalities, whatever 'cause I'll still call it plain I'd like to get enough to get by string along and wave
译文: 深蓝色的东西. 足以取得.
, love! [x2] How you just fell in love Fell a little harder than you thought you would How deep is bitter love Gotta let it out because you've had enough
I get a little taste then I'm through with it Then I send it right back to you with it (How high) Whats love got to do, go to do with it I get a little
us one by one wither its drugs or diesase or gun by Gun i aint no saint either i feel that im even doing wrong by usein this chorus to get thru this song
's grace enough There's faith enough for you There's an ocean of mercy Grace enough, there's faith enough To pull you through So no matter how blue your
head to her feet By birth I'm her soldier bet the pearl tongues sweet And I felt the world wind when we met She felt like something I'd never forget Something
m tired of morons that say I'm too abstract or I'm too deep [drums] Yeah I'm deep, deep in debt, deep in thought Falling off the deep end without a bungee
drink all night I'm full of dat shit Sharp as a bow and arrow, to deep enough to marrow Clutchin' on the double barrel, hollin' bitch it don't matter Wit the class clown actin' no sense and go get
bitches and listen to the speakers thump // Where?d you get conceited from? I?m so nice on the mic they want to beat me up // It?s deep as fuck, I ain
rid of us One by one whether it's drugs or disease or gun by gun I ain't no saint either I feel that I'm even doing wrong By using what's in this chorus
I love you, No I can't live without you So blue for you So deep in love with you So hard to say bye-bye When you know how hard I've tried I, I, I tried
love! (x2) How you just fell in love Fell a little harder than you thought you would How deep is bitter love Gotta let it out because you've had enough
from her head to her feet By birth I'm her soldier bet the pearl tongues sweet And I felt the world wind when we met She felt like something I'd never forget Something
fallen and I can't get up [Chorus] [Trick Daddy] I had a dream about a dope fiend And its strange cause he get a bentley right away seem to get just
tactical movements Sounds are congruent to it Work It is what it ain't to these, infected disease Thought of automatons deceived, by the deceptions
