Choker

Blue Sole
I'm nothin' but a ghost now Nothin' but a ghost Ghost now Steppin' in the flames at a rave beneath the dojo Yeah, 18s ruined by salt when the snow blow Talkin' 'bout the Talkin' 'bout the Talkin' 'bout the Talkin' 'bout the Talkin' 'bout the Talkin' 'bout the Blue sole Black suede, blue sole Some shoes ain't for you though Some shit you can't control Some things you can't outgrow I've been here before I-I, oh, I, I be tired everybody, I I know how to disappear I, I, I know how to push it down too well I know how to push it down too well Too O.D., this all me No need to console me We Ali, the K.O. bound Letras de cancionesI feel like Muhammad Ali Muhammad Ali, oh-oh Aye-ooh, aye-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Can we start again? Aye-ooh, oh-ooh Can we start again? I gotta get goin', I wish I had more time to kill I really wish I had more time If I never let you go, where's my new beginnin'? I need a little peace of mind Take a little mixture, ammunition 'Cause I don't feel like conversation I know I can't keep this up I know I can't keep this up I don't wanna shy away from why, why Ha Ah From Letras Mania