Prevod: 4400 Soundtrack. Bedroom Walls --- storiti za zgradbe in Cops Naredite You Smile?.
all night I was in you Come kiss me, come with me Down the hall to my bedroom Tonight we'll be Making love faces, making love faces Shadows on the wall
a tiny necklace locket It's got a picture, "This'll keep you safe daddy, take it witcha'" I look up, it's just me standing in the mirror These stinkin' walls
to my bedroom, I'm about to beat it, Beat it, beat it, down, down (Shorty) I know you need it, your body's screamin' Beat it, beat it down, down Up to my bedroom
And he may still come home But I live here alone The love that built these walls is gone Home ain't where his heart is anymore He may hang his hat behind our bedroom
that little look in your eye I come back to life And I rise, I rise, I rise, oh From the bedroom to the kitchen, up against the wall Still I hear your
I am the red in the rose The flowers on the blankets on your bedroom floor And I am the gray in the ghost That hides with your clothes behind your closet
Ooh deary me My little brother's in his bedroom smoking weed I tell him he should get up ?cause it's nearly half past three He can't be bothered ?cause
you wanna be VERSE 2: mmm , hot damn. here i come. tell me how you want it done. at the mall , in the hall. on your momma's bedroom wall. you can
'm gonna them all how I can ride 1, 2, 3, close your eyes and count to four I'm gonna hide behind my bedroom door Crayons on walls, I'll color on them
that Your swaggs on point and you keep me comin right back When you text I write back, yeah right back I know you like that, that's why I handle that Bedroom
ya, my pretty and your little dog too ?Make me rich?, your doctor said ?And if you ever break down, cut you up again? On the bedroom wall, the stars
as I was leavin' There's no place like home From the bedroom, I smell perfume My favorite kind you wore And it brings back memories of all those nights Behind our bedroom
again Livin' without you Ain't no livin' at all How I miss your naggin' And your tongue a waggin' And the crash of the coffee cup Up against the bedroom wall
hands gripped Praise the Lord shit, our Father If I should die before I wake Yo, when you fuckin' wit' Mac, you fuckin' wit' the best Still wall to wall
Bedroom boom, (Bedroom boom!!) Bedroom boom, (I can hear it baby!) My bed will be boomin' for you, (We'll be Fuckin all night, yes..) Bedroom boom, (Hittin yo body!) Bedroom
the house all over the house all over the house (x3) she came closer i popped up like bread in a toaster alright alright foreplays over i stuck her up on the wall
