Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Something, artist - Lucille Crew.
Date of issue: 30.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Something |
Hey I’m moving to the front line |
Gonna try to make it work |
All I needed was for you to be mine |
I guess it wasn’t worth |
All your lies were so damn convincing that you even fooled yourself |
Guess it’s time for me to keep on moving |
Let you lie to someone else |
Hey I’m moving to the fast lane |
I gotta make it home |
Gotta get myself away from this game |
Gotta save my soul |
Should I ignore or should I try to listen to the voices in my head |
Feels like drowning in endless ocean made of all the tears I’ve shed |
I’m moving up the real life |
Gonna see if I can just get something |
I’m tired of living in strife |
Gotta know if I can just get something |
Get something, just one thing, get something, worry about nothing at all |
Get something, just one thing, get something, worry about nothing at all |
Hey I’m moving to the front line |
Gonna try to make it work |
All I needed was for you to be mine |
I guess it wasn’t worth |
All your lies were so damn convincing that you even fooled yourself |
Guess it’s time for me to keep on moving |
Let you lie to someone else |
Well, She strobe-light, heavy on the octane |
The propane on twerk, It’s gonna work like |
Rich Porter, Sidney Poitier’s Passport, escort |
Yeah, She all fast lane sport |
Since the war report loud got my zone warped |
Dope boys cooking raw at ya concert |
Front line on merc same crooks new dirt |
Same pain love and hurt let me slide first |
Never been gas heavy on the ether |
Pipe the same blast exotic on the speaker |
If it’s cash here, It’s class warfare |
Cause they after the cashier colors clash here, Yeah |
I’m moving up the real life |
Gonna see if I can just get something |
I’m tired of living in strife |
Gotta know if I can just get something |
Get something, just one thing, get something, worry about nothing at all |
Get something, just one thing, get something, worry about nothing at all |