| Song | Growing - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Primer 55 |
| Album | (The) New Release |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Crossing the line again, it's all fundamental. | |
| Feeling like there抯 got to be a way to control. | |
| But some people keep to themselves. | |
| And with a little luck it goes away with in time. | |
| Pushing everybody out the way / so get the fuck away pushing everybody out the way / inside of me there's a place | |
| I keep it's so sentimental, | |
| I create to watch you all from inside. | |
| Take a deep breath because it's time, | |
| I gotta let it out. | |
| Let you know, way too much inside. | |
| Impurities the shape and mold you. | |
| You better run, you better open your eyes. | |
| Listen to what the fuck | |
| I抳e gotta say. | |
| What the fuck you say? | |
| Listen to what the fuck | |
| I gotta say / one time. | |
| Self-control | |
| I don't wanna indulge you, so | |
| I guess I抣l keep taking my time. (chorus) this is the life | |
| I lead, you抮e so sentimental hold my tongue, | |
| I gotta keep it inside but you gotta be so damn sentimental too sensitive, | |
| I gotta keep it inside. | |
| Always ending up at the place that | |
| I started. | |
| Running around in circles, fake sense of control | |
| I know that better days are coming, open the treasures their hidden inside counting all the lies along the way. | |
| Count 1 2 3 count another lie, look it up it's mine. | |
| This monsters almost grown, this angers not my own (repeat chorus) (b verse) so take away my sun my only means of shelter | |
| I抣l try again, well | |
| I抣l try harder chew it up and swallow push it down inside growing. |
| Crossing the line again, it' s all fundamental. | |
| Feeling like there zha got to be a way to control. | |
| But some people keep to themselves. | |
| And with a little luck it goes away with in time. | |
| Pushing everybody out the way so get the fuck away pushing everybody out the way inside of me there' s a place | |
| I keep it' s so sentimental, | |
| I create to watch you all from inside. | |
| Take a deep breath because it' s time, | |
| I gotta let it out. | |
| Let you know, way too much inside. | |
| Impurities the shape and mold you. | |
| You better run, you better open your eyes. | |
| Listen to what the fuck | |
| I ni e gotta say. | |
| What the fuck you say? | |
| Listen to what the fuck | |
| I gotta say one time. | |
| Selfcontrol | |
| I don' t wanna indulge you, so | |
| I guess I yun l keep taking my time. chorus this is the life | |
| I lead, you zhen e so sentimental hold my tongue, | |
| I gotta keep it inside but you gotta be so damn sentimental too sensitive, | |
| I gotta keep it inside. | |
| Always ending up at the place that | |
| I started. | |
| Running around in circles, fake sense of control | |
| I know that better days are coming, open the treasures their hidden inside counting all the lies along the way. | |
| Count 1 2 3 count another lie, look it up it' s mine. | |
| This monsters almost grown, this angers not my own repeat chorus b verse so take away my sun my only means of shelter | |
| I yun l try again, well | |
| I yun l try harder chew it up and swallow push it down inside growing. |
| Crossing the line again, it' s all fundamental. | |
| Feeling like there zhā got to be a way to control. | |
| But some people keep to themselves. | |
| And with a little luck it goes away with in time. | |
| Pushing everybody out the way so get the fuck away pushing everybody out the way inside of me there' s a place | |
| I keep it' s so sentimental, | |
| I create to watch you all from inside. | |
| Take a deep breath because it' s time, | |
| I gotta let it out. | |
| Let you know, way too much inside. | |
| Impurities the shape and mold you. | |
| You better run, you better open your eyes. | |
| Listen to what the fuck | |
| I nǐ e gotta say. | |
| What the fuck you say? | |
| Listen to what the fuck | |
| I gotta say one time. | |
| Selfcontrol | |
| I don' t wanna indulge you, so | |
| I guess I yun l keep taking my time. chorus this is the life | |
| I lead, you zhěn e so sentimental hold my tongue, | |
| I gotta keep it inside but you gotta be so damn sentimental too sensitive, | |
| I gotta keep it inside. | |
| Always ending up at the place that | |
| I started. | |
| Running around in circles, fake sense of control | |
| I know that better days are coming, open the treasures their hidden inside counting all the lies along the way. | |
| Count 1 2 3 count another lie, look it up it' s mine. | |
| This monsters almost grown, this angers not my own repeat chorus b verse so take away my sun my only means of shelter | |
| I yun l try again, well | |
| I yun l try harder chew it up and swallow push it down inside growing. |