36 lyrics for "I'm killing you, I'm killing you"
Oh, I'll be fine If my waistline grows, I'll be fine There's one thing I should be killing off and giving up now If one gray hair shows, I'll be fine Even if time takes its toll We'll stay young for the rest of our lives Sitting with you in a dark room
PlayI don't give a fuck about Y'all niggas 'cause y'all ain't killing nothing What's on y'all niggas minds, fucking with me Y'all know somebody has told you about fucking with D Stuck in a tree is what you will be, like a cat And I'm the dog at the bottom,
PlayWhat if I was willing? Oh baby, what if? What if you wanted to feel alive, Make something of the time you're killing, What if you wanted somebody to love you right, What if you were wearing a sundress, Sitting out on your front steps, Waiting on someone
PlayRighteous and the wicked Are the war and peace The righteous and the wicked War and peace The killing fist of the human beast P.O.P., prodigies of peace Hear me when I'm calling you From my knees I can't rest in war
PlayJust don’t leave Don’t leave I’ll drown my beliefs To have your babies I’ll dress like your niece And wash your swollen feet I’m not living I’m just killing time Your tiny hands
PlayYou'll understand why God made A couple guys in first class on a flight From new York to Los Angeles, Kinda making small talk killing time, Flirting with the flight attendants, Thirty thousand feet above, could be Oklahoma, Just a bunch of square
PlayThere's a silence in a room and it is killing me Speak your mind So out of reach Won't you speak your mind? But you won't tell me why Go and lie in the bed you made Keep all the words for the ones who play 'Cause I'm getting tired of the guessing game
PlayNight time prime time Feet after feet mile after mile The sky is on fire burning black gold Eyes of the west turn to east Driven by greed and an urge to destroy Merciless killing your own Slave to the power a slave to the gold Ruthlessly ruling the east
PlayYou know there's just one thing I need Come on, lift me with the right song The right song There is a clock in mind We running out of time Killing it goes so easily I want to feel him breathe I want his hands on me Just one thing I need, I need, I need,
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