All Birds Lyrics & Chords By Mette Marit

Well, all these words have come to nothing, like all my thoughts that fade away. And every night I pray for something, then every day I throw it all away. All birds sing...read more

Walk with a real nigga Self-made millionaire What more could you ask for, huh? I'm a kamikaze in a Maserati I'm a John Gotti, got my own army Worth fifty million and...read more