100 lyrics for "De ti-i-i-i-i"

It's the wall that we are building All the things that we made wrong Don't hate yourself if you walk away You reach, but nothing's there Colors fade from black to grey Time and time again A fate that we deserve There's no escape, we're walking backwards
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Sleep on tight Until the Morning Lyrics I keep on fear, keep on loathing Nothing brings it on I keep on falling Decide what it is I can not find It's subsides what you make it Never feel like you're gonna break it It's gonna be alright alright Sleep
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This could be my destination Say you'll be mine Maybe it's just a feeling, every time we meet But you hit me right out of the blue from all those people out on the streets And if one time you told me that you loved me - heaven knows I would feel that I
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La la la la la la la la And blow down the door. On to the next To dance with the poor. Jump on my shoulders. You can jump on my shoulders. I'm scared of the city I say we rob from the rich We rob from the rich
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I'm smoking everywhere I go (No sticks, no seeds, just Al Green) I always gotta keep one rolled (I keep that, need that, got that) I'm blowin' every gram I own (That purp, that bomb, that kush) Don't gotta understand, they know I smoke that, fire that,
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Mi credo está en peligro de extinción Tú eres antídoto a mi dolor Auxilio cenicienta Pido te compadezcas Clemencia a mis ofensas Fue mi error La fe mueve montañas, pero yo
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Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh That's a small face, uh, this a big face, uh Gettin' bored with this money, count it all day She can't see my room, fuck her in the hallway (yeah) Because it's the last ride ever gonna That I'm ever gonna
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Si el destino te cambió Llevo ya mucho tiempo Buscando una aventura Quiero que me regales Dame tus labios (oh oh oh) Dame tus labios Fantasma eres tú Un viaje a tu cintura (oh oh oh)
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New York state of mind I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kicking Musician, inflicting composition Of pain I'm like Scarface sniffing cocaine Holding a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme,
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And caution to the wind You walk out on the high wire You're a dancer on thin ice You pay no heed to the danger And less to advice Your footsteps are forbidden But with a knowledge of your sin You throw your love to all the strangers And you go dancing
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