Denaoriginalmix Lyrics & Chords By D E N A

This line is burning, turning to ash as it hits the air Every step is a day in the week It's a Sunday or Monday A march over months of the year This life is burning, turning...read more

Miss Fred, hello world My world, you know, you know Niggas on me because I’m fresh Apple bottom jeans with the bathing ape hat Keep hating I'mma you come last I’m finna...read more

There is a ghost And it goes out On the land On the land It's lifted up It feels and flows On many hands On many hands Oh, my lover Oh, my lover Never was there...read more

No, no more sugar left No more soap to clean my hands with No songs left for the choir Oh, no more stitches for the dress No more bread here left to bless I raise my hands...read more

To the fickle let it drop We have the power to sustain Like the motor needs the food To bring more power to our brain Now we bought it back So let me make it clean Since our...read more