Letras:
Kalender

habe es genossen dich nicht zu kussen Ich habe es geliebt dich zu vermissen Das ist schon lange her Das passt zu meinem Kalender Und sie ist nicht

Ich habe es genossen dich nicht zu kussen Ich habe es geliebt dich zu vermissen Das ist schon lange her Das passt zu meinem Kalender Und sie ist nicht

So what you gonna do when you get outta here cat daddy? I don't know dawg, just trying to live it one day at a time, you know I hear you talking man,

Snuck up behind him, had his hands in his pocket Too my pistol out, unlocked it, pulled the hammer back and cocked it And left his shit all on the carpet

I sit alone in my four cornered room starin' at candles Are we on the radio dukes? Awww yeah, give it to me Yeah, at night I can't sleep I'm tossin' and

What, fade me how? Shit, on this rap shit Come on, nigga I brought my chopper an' my hard hat The shit's fucked up now show a nigga where the war at '

Only for you Only for you They said if you don't let it out You're gonna let it eat you away I'd rather be a cannibal, baby Animals like me don't talk

Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head? And does he sing to you incessantly from the place between your bed and

Days, no need to count their number No need to keep a record Like the calendar on the wall Days, devoid of all ambition Sitting in the kitchen With the