're really growin' on me (Or am I growin' on you?) You're really growin' on me (Or am I growin' on you?) Any fool can see You're really growin' on me (Or am I growin' on
Fordítás: A Sötétség. Növekvő On Me.
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Fordítás: 54 soundtrack. Növekvő On Me - The Darkness.
me, leave me alone You're really growing on me (or am I growing on you) You're really growing on me (or am I growing on you) Any fool can see You're really growing on me
it to me Livin the scripture the picture they painted for me Rippin it runnin and gunnin and aimin for me Yo.. (yeah, uhh, yeah) I guess you niggaz told me
a story, I've come, it has to be told Well, you can say I'm a devil and I wouldn't say no But out here on the dark side, hey, on with the show So now
out (Revolutionize your lives and find a way out) And when you're growing down instead of growing up (You gotta ooo ah, ah like a panther) Tell me are
We boned down Vernon, made right on Normandie Left on Florence, gettin' through the E.T.G.'s Spun out on Vermont, made a left on Colden Right on Hoover
mind When I come back, like nut on your spine I'm a thumb tack that you slept on, son Now here I come screaming attack like I just stepped on one Low on
take me out and into places Some are real, some are imaginary And though she sways between a mystery and light She walks with me, she walks with me alone
you blame me still I feel like my problems are great shit if I dona??t ever solve em Ia??m straight on the bright side, God chose me to put a lot on my
rescue me I see who I wanna be in my daughter's eyes In my daughter's eyes everyone is equal Darkness turns to light and the world is at peace It's miracle God gave to me
trees Ah child of boundless seas What you are, and what you're meant to be Speaks his name, though you were born to me Born to me Cassidy Lost now on
or sold Inspiration, move me brightly Light the song with sense and color Hold away despair More than this I will not ask Faced with mysteries dark
the baskets on the table And the men would sit beneath a shady tree The children would listen to a fable While something else came through to me The
