super bitchen tattoo has a really funky sounding vibe, nice

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[Credits]
Produced by Cold Melody - https://www.beatstars.com/coldmelody
Mixed & mastered by Zacc Lee & twoside

[Lyrics]
Ja nie mogę teraz nigdy spać
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Zaraz się tak rozwinę

Zaraz temat się rozwinie
Napiszę coś od siebie
Z serca tak głęboko
Pomyślisz że jestem loco
A ty szukasz kogo?
Wyjebane masz na logo
Każdy da co da nie?
To tylko jedna wielka gra yeah

& I'm feeling like this every single day
Forever scared of what you'll say, say
Now I've got this heart locked away
But these scars are here to stay

Ja nie mogę teraz nigdy spać
Ciekaw jestem na co cię stać
Ile marzeń spłonęło w tym ogniu
Ile razy chciałem odejść w tym tygodniu
I ja robię tylko jedno
Tonę, tonę i tonę na dno
I ja żegnam to całe wredno
I think it's time to let go

Zaraz temat się rozwinie
Napiszę coś od siebie
Z serca tak głęboko
Pomyślisz że jestem loco
A ty szukasz kogo?
Wyjebane masz na logo
Każdy da co da nie?
To tylko jedna wielka gra yeah

& I'm feeling like this every single day
Forever scared of what you'll say
Now I've got this heart locked away
But these scars are here to stay

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ja nie mogę teraz nigdy spać
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

temat.

Love Butera - Mr Prompt

Super Bitchin' Tattoo

Sunpil

Lyrics:
Baptised in the ocean
Over what little's left

I thought it was a traitor
God said it so it must be true
I thought that every doubt I ever had
Was intrusive but you heard it too
Born and raised into conspiracy
Bohemian Grove, blood on my hands
Father told me to bow to my newborn brother
My dedication knew no bounds

Combat myth, heaven lost
Combat myth, heaven lost
Paradise sacrificed for faith too strong
Combat myth, heaven lost
Combat myth, heaven lost
Paradise sacrificed for faith too strong

Open door to the combat myth
Back in the stomping ground
So day (ahh) in the river
Somehow (ahh) set free

The world drowned
But you stood in its ashes
Ankled soaked,
While our heads underwater
I pulled every single on up
And the praised me
I told them to thank god
They said "but you did it"
I fought the moon to bring it back into orbit
I spoke to the spirits of the races that passed
They told me they evolved to survive this torture
God wouldn't choose me so I forced him to

Combat myth, heaven lost
Combat myth, heaven lost
Paradise sacrificed for faith too strong
Combat myth, heaven lost
Combat myth, heaven lost
Paradise sacrificed for faith too strong

Open door to the combat myth
Back in the stomping ground
So day (ahh) in the river
Somehow (ahh) set free

Baptised in the ocean
Over what little's left
I've seen a vision
Of a cataclysm
A destruction
Of the end
Baptised in the ocean
Over what little's left
In the city
I was a sinner
But I swear
I won't deliver

Open door to the combat myth
Back in the stomping ground
So day (ahh) in the river
Somehow (ahh) set free

Open door to the combat myth
Back in the stomping ground
So day (ahh) in the river
Somehow (ahh) set free

GRUNDY

GEARSTEVO - DIE! (i will make it right)

Where will you go once you reach the intersection?

Intersection

Canvas

Dis is a remix of ma song The Story That I Wrote🎶🔥
Remix made by Frank Zozky🙏

The Story That I Wrote (Remix.Frank Zozky)

Are we all guilty of contributing to global pollution?

Lyrics
Guilty, a crime we  all commit, without thinking  
Poison, the sea, the land, our selves, nowhere to hide

Guilty, as charged, I know I played  my  part 

Throw away, don't do it
Throw away
Throw away, don't do it
Throw away
Don't do it

Drifting, shadows lost and cold, trapped in a  heart of 
Poison, the waves pass round and round, nowhere to hide

Guilty as Charged

A. I.

“Oh, those Obstreperous Lepers!” the neighbors used to say, whenever they saw the four of us coming down the street in their direction, certain we were going to decapitate their mailbox again. Or steal their Christmas lights. Or slash the tires on their Cadillac. Or pull all the radishes from their vegetable garden. Or any of a million other things we used to do cause we was bored. “Oh, those Obstreperous Lepers!” The name stuck. We four fun-lovin’ brothers (Johnny, Joey, Dee Dee and Tchad) had a reputation to uphold. The last name Leper meant something on our street. 

And now that the four of us are all grown up (more or less), we’ve returned to offer you these mischievous musical treasures of obstreperousness we’ve brewed up. We really hope you’ll be offended. And that you’ll hate us. And that you’ll soon be saying: “Oh, those Obstreperous Lepers!” every time you see us coming down the street in your direction. Don’t count on your mailbox being there tomorrow morning.  
       
Sincerely,

Johnny, Joey, Dee Dee & Tchad Leper 

(Obstreperous Lepers)

*** Our debut EP, “Corona, Don’t Care, Don’t Care, Don’t Care,” will be out soon. Special thanks to The Leperettes for backing vox and percussion. Shayla, Sherry, Simone: You bitches rock!

Super Bitchin' Tattoo

Obstreperous Lepers

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