In The Palm Of Your Hand

I dance every time you pull the string. I cry every time you treat me mean. I lie when I say we're only friends. I know I'm right in the palm of your hand.

Move Your Feet / D.a.n.c.e. / It's A Sunshine Day

Everybody, move your hair and feel united. Oh oh oh. Everybody, shake your hair and feel united. Oh oh oh. . Yeah! Everybody's coming to the celebration.

Blindfolds

There's no sound/only loud echoes. Climbing clouds as I'm falling slow. You walked out/left the bombs to blow. I pulled the pin myself when you let me go.

Can't Let Go

Stick around just like cigarette smoke. Like a dream i fell asleep but i never woke. They say you bad but i just can't let go. You get me high like cocaine make my heart race.

Tengo Un Waltersini

Parte 1. . Waltersini es un muchacho singular,. A Waltersini le encanta programar,. A Waltersini no le gustó el equipo en el que quedó,. Por que tiene a la Fer por un lado.

Kopine Pak Jokowi

Isuk-isuk tangi turu ngombe opo?. Awan-awan katekerjo ngombe opo?. Kuli bangunan ngaso ngombene opo?. Direktur kantoran, ngombene opo?. . Kopi, kopi, kopi, kopi, kopi, kopi.

I Don't Want To Talk About It

Pretty Lit

Coma

[Verse 1]. . Its kinda funny ain't it, attention must of shifted in the room cause them others hating/ got a body like boom with eyes that could stop the matrix/ wit an ass so fat you could make a Nigga think you famous/ baby I could dig it you wanna lay up in the bed hit the hookah while we switch positions/ need ventilation hit dab city one time rather get freaky girl let's admit it/ a little buddy told me that you were into red wine/ a blunt of OG before bedtime/ ain't no time like the present/ and right now baby is the right time/ looking like you thinking pretty hard pick a life line/ wanna get stone yeah baby that's a like wise/ make me wanna eat that thang up like a pot pie/ mama told me never trust them chickens with the nice thighs hol up/ stir it up Just like that Marley song/ then hit the blunt straight to the face until that Marley gone/.

Welcome To Singapore

I haven't walk on there street. I haven't touch and feel the air. I haven't see each people there yet.

Another Day Of Sun

[First Girl]. I think about that day. I left him at a Greyhound station. West of Santa Fé. . We were seventeen, but he was sweet and it was true. Still I did what I had to do.

Los Pasajes De Mi Vida

El Toque Especial

El Interés

El Lunes Me Pongo A Dieta

Jumpin

Mad World

All around me are familiar faces. Worn out places, worn out faces. Bright and early for their daily races. Going nowhere, going nowhere. . and their tears are filling up their glasses.

Vale La Pena

Sin Tu Cariño

Si Te Vas