Come on skinny love, just last the year Pour a little salt, we were never here My my my my my my my my
I tell my love to wreck it all Cut out all the ropes and let me fall My my my my my my my my
And I told you to be patient And I told you to be fine I told you to be balanced And I told you to be kind
‘Cause in the morning I’ll be with you But it will be a different kind Skinny love My my
Come on skinny love what happened here Suckle on the hope in light brassier My my my my my my my my
Well I told you to be patient And I told you to be fine And I told you to be balanced And I told you to be kind
And in the morning I’ll be with you But it will be a different kind Skinny love My my
Who will love you
They say She’s in that class A team Stuck in her daydream Benn this way since 18 But lately her face seems Slowly sinking wasting Crumbling like pastries
And they scream The worst things in life come free to us ‘Cause we’re just under the upperhand We’re go mad for a couple grams We don’t wanna do outside tonight ‘Cause in a pipe she files to the Motherland Go mad for a couple grams It’s too cold outside For angels to fly To fly, to fly To fly, to flyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
