Texty:
Negative Frozen To Lose It All

We're all we used to be Our frozen broken hearts Ready to lose it all Life's running out too fast It's all we have This all reminds of how in love

? So I move like like it such and y'all can't get enough Of The Murderers, it'll murda y'all, nigga, what, what? I know y'all are ready to die, know

at nights when he finds that it's hard to sleep He just plays his guitar, makes it gently weep It was like heaven when he touched those strings It felt

motherfucking fingers in the air! [Vita] We don't give a what, what, All of my ladies, it's all gravy Get your tubs up It's Murder, turn it up Plus,

in the air! [Vita] We don't give a what, what, All of my ladies, it's all gravy Get your tubs up It's Murder, turn it up Plus, ain't nobody hotter than