the heart! I'm Suicidal! I'm Suicidal! I'm Suicidal! I'm Suicidal! Ha ha ha ha ha... Check your head, watch your back, define your enemy Cause I'm
my world in fantasy I'm living in my, living in my dreams You're my heart, you're my soul I keep it shining everywhere I go You're my heart, you're my
Traduction: Modern Talking. Youre My Heart Youre My Soul.
heart! I'm Suicidal! I'm Suicidal! I'm Suicidal! I'm Suicidal! Ha ha ha ha ha... Check your head, watch your back, define your enemy Cause I
had my heart inside of your hand And you played it To the beat Throw your soul through every open door Count your blessings to find what you look for Turned my
can hear the music playing See the lights upon the tree I can feel the joy in every soul But for me it's incomplete And I try my best to play the part
Te Amo Then she put her hand around me waist I told her no She cried Te Amo I told her I'll never run away But let me go My soul hears a cry Without
Your Phone, Wondering Why Your Not Home, Finding Out Your Not Alone, Im Hearing Romours From All These Familiar Faces, They Tellin Me Your Cheating, Revealing Your
got jazz personality, G mentality peace to soul train So if the DJ keep on moving don't stop moving know let me hear you go back and forth [Chores x4:] Come on and let me hear
I?m low key If you tell the world Don't sleep, you know that we?ll be weak Oh Boy, See I?m trusting you with my heart, my soul I probably shouldn't let
you want, anything you need, anything your soul desires I'll give you anything you want from me... Anything you want, anything you need, anything your soul desires Chorus: Your
low key If you tell the world (don't speak, you know that would be weak) Oh boy, see I'm trusting you With my heart, my soul I probably shouldn't let
amor) Your love's got me feelin' (your love's got me) Obsessed in my soul Si es amor not an illusion That makes me do things That my heart can'
probably be the same one hating Saying every rapper is in the freemasons While the cops giving out free mase to your face Now how do that taste I'm outta my
all Roger that, scholars back, solid black, go God Gobble Gats, go hard, condom snapped, so raw Pompous asshole, flash flow, turn your soul on So gone, strode strong through your
past my shades Past my shades Past my shades And you can't see past my shades Past my shades Past my shades And you can't see past my shades Past my shades Past my