tell that you've had enough of these useless sunsets This could be a movie, this could be our final act We don't need these happy endings This could be a
you've had enough of these useless sunsets [Chorus] This could be a movie and this could be our final line We don't need these happy endings This could be a
you've had enough of these useless sunsets [Chorus] This could be a movie And this could be our final act We don't need these happy endings This could be a
Prevod: Funeral For A Friend. Drive.
That you've had enough of these useless sunsets [Chorus] This could be a movie And this could be our final act We don't need these happy endings This could be a
That you've had enough of these useless sunsets [Chorus] This could be a movie and this could be our final line We don't need these happy endings This could be a
've had enough of these useless sunsets [Chorus] This could be a movie And this could be our final act We don't need these happy endings This could be a
I just got off of work at 5 Drivin' that old van I drive Overalls and dirty boots But Uncle Bill needed a funeral suit So when I walked in that fancy
tires Hatin ass niggas can't believe they eyes They stare me down, And I'm wonderin why [x4] Ah hold up wait a second, Let me think for a second [Lil
funeral home what's goin on 4 nights and a rainy day to the cemetery found I'd be home Come close to a call for mama she sees her baby buried All she'
fire power it's a slaughter We bust caps on your awake at the funeral parlour You get the short end of the stick Rollin with a click and the way we role
and a chariot that stood Parked across from a building advertising brotherhood I ran right through the front door like a hobo sailor does But it was just a funeral
and drank them dry. Beer and tequila. I've always been a thrill seeker. But thrills are a dime a dozen these days. And I found a dime in the gutter today
blanks), could we move right up north, Find a house near the shores and the banks? With a big fuck-off telly, A brand new stereo system. We'll meet old friends at funerals
daddy drives an old gas guzzla fuck watchin roaches tryina climb out my bath tub I was a hard head tryina be a drug lord slow my roll nah homie what the fuck for
