paroles de chanson Runaway - deathdownbelow

I seen you go from bad to good
Welcome baby come into my hood yeah
Blew past me and I felt the breeze
Hotwire we dont need the keys
Throw a temper tantrum to the bees
Bees knees never a good thing

I wont drown in liquor
Ima drown in sorrows
Next time im down bad
Dont need Gucci no bags
I prefer views and tall glasses
Fuck college I dont need classes
Good for me but I want time to ride
Take a good car put it on the 5
See the moon I guess its really high
Friends seem to be so damn distant
I can't find what I'm looking for
It's nothing, it's bugging, it's dumbing, thumbing,
It's fucking, I'm stepping all on my shoes
I got you strapped
Nights in motels that
We got bars packed
Thats a well known fact
Thats a well known pack
Group of kids laugh
Group of adults mad
I feel your
Touch of skin on my fingertips
I want more of this
You got more of this
Let me buy it, let me sell it, sike it's all for me
I need you
As you can be
I wont leave you be
What's your name, peep me