paroles de chanson Stained Glass - Jung Youth

Yeah
This feels like
Godfather
Yeah
Church
Stained Glass

Walking on eggshells no more no more yeah
Had to find something worth dying for dying for yeah
Cutting that string holding up your sword yessir
Deja vu been here before And aye
Ima cut the check
First I Had to break my leg
Nothing standing in my way
Eyes are hazel hair is red
It ain't nothing To the reaper
4.0 I'm hot for teacher
Cinematic double feature
Only so much I can teach you
Aye yeah go and learn it for yourself
It's time to give em hell yeah it's time to give em hell
In the Mad Max Thunder dome
Mentally they frail
They all hoping ima fail
But Ima wish em well oh no ahhh
I said Go on bring em out
Boy Tenneseee KY I'm from the south yeah yeah
James brown
Make em
Make em shout
I aint talkin Beatles
Yeah i'm bout to ring around aye yeah
Aye yeah
And I wouldn't wanna know ya
Yeah yeah

Fresh to death like serving at a funeral
Nowadays really nothing is unusual
Anything goes so I hope the feeling's mutual
Remember What you fighting for was forged inside the Crucible
Fresh to death now I'm Dancing in the after life
In my bag now zip it up and pack it tight
Rubik's cube finally finished baby are you satisfied
Running thru the jungle like a tunnel can you see the light

Say it baby can you see the light
Baby can you see the light
Running thru the jungle can you see the light
Rubik's cube finally finished, tell me are you satisfied

God body
Hard body
Pall bearer
Stained glass
Tears falling
Smoke clearing
Holy water
Whoah nelly
Heart pumpin
Blood rushin down
Moving slow motion
Don't you make a sound how you like me
I've been slept on
I've been left out
Back against the wall
I ain't ever gonna bow down
Don't let em tell you that
We ain't gonna win now
When the time comes
Lotta energy to send out ahhh
Say no more say no more
Tell me lil baby wonder
What you fighting for
Burnin trees see me I've been in the forest
Ima run ima run like I'm Forrest ay yeah
Yeah I ain't ever gonna stop
Creme de la creme that's the cream of the crop
Yeah I'm bout that guacamole yeah i got my guap
Now I'm such a top shotta yeah im taking shots

Fresh to death like i'm serving at a funeral
Nowadays really nothing is unusual
Anything goes and I Hope the feeling's mutual
What you fighting for was forged inside the Crucible
Fresh to death Dancing in the after life
In my bag now zip it up and pack it tight
Rubik's cube finally finished, tell me are you satisfied
Running thru the jungle like a tunnel can you see the light

Can you see the light
Can you see the light
Working Every single day and night
Can you see the light
Can you see the light
Thru the stained glass
When the times pass

Thru the stained glass
Thru the stained glass
When the times pass

Yeah better break dance
Yall are gonna break down
I'm just eatin breakfast