Who the Hello Lyrics
| Song | Who the Hello |
| Artist | Danielson Famile |
| Album | Fetch the Compass Kids |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Smith | |
| who the hello would storm into my room | |
| ask me to presume all the best when... | |
| there's been times I said "I love all people!" | |
| I'll call you when I need you to bleed for my mooch, | |
| and I smooch for my game and the same to your name. | |
| I love pushing people down jump down throats | |
| with loose lips who sink ships you can't trust me | |
| boiling blood my legacy. | |
| I have learned all the rules of the nest and | |
| the rest of the men in the streets with no stuff | |
| and all peace do tell... | |
| "share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
| do the Word then we do tell. I crawled right through | |
| the half door all the lure is the small talk walkin' | |
| through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
| there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
| let's outgrow the domino yokefellow. my joy | |
| and crown is around nine fruits tall.... | |
| spend all my time walkin' | |
| through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
| there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
| "share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
| inching thee decree "I love people"...ain't no | |
| competition with the condition where the love is | |
| walkin' through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
| there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
| "share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
| we will never know ourselves till we yoke with fellow selves. |
| zuo qu : Smith | |
| who the hello would storm into my room | |
| ask me to presume all the best when... | |
| there' s been times I said " I love all people!" | |
| I' ll call you when I need you to bleed for my mooch, | |
| and I smooch for my game and the same to your name. | |
| I love pushing people down jump down throats | |
| with loose lips who sink ships you can' t trust me | |
| boiling blood my legacy. | |
| I have learned all the rules of the nest and | |
| the rest of the men in the streets with no stuff | |
| and all peace do tell... | |
| " share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
| do the Word then we do tell. I crawled right through | |
| the half door all the lure is the small talk walkin' | |
| through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
| there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
| let' s outgrow the domino yokefellow. my joy | |
| and crown is around nine fruits tall.... | |
| spend all my time walkin' | |
| through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
| there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
| " share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
| inching thee decree " I love people"... ain' t no | |
| competition with the condition where the love is | |
| walkin' through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
| there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
| " share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
| we will never know ourselves till we yoke with fellow selves. |
| zuò qǔ : Smith | |
| who the hello would storm into my room | |
| ask me to presume all the best when... | |
| there' s been times I said " I love all people!" | |
| I' ll call you when I need you to bleed for my mooch, | |
| and I smooch for my game and the same to your name. | |
| I love pushing people down jump down throats | |
| with loose lips who sink ships you can' t trust me | |
| boiling blood my legacy. | |
| I have learned all the rules of the nest and | |
| the rest of the men in the streets with no stuff | |
| and all peace do tell... | |
| " share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
| do the Word then we do tell. I crawled right through | |
| the half door all the lure is the small talk walkin' | |
| through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
| there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
| let' s outgrow the domino yokefellow. my joy | |
| and crown is around nine fruits tall.... | |
| spend all my time walkin' | |
| through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
| there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
| " share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
| inching thee decree " I love people"... ain' t no | |
| competition with the condition where the love is | |
| walkin' through my living room and then talkin' when you need | |
| there I sport the sweet washing feet, bug you for a hug you see. | |
| " share a plate of seasoned talkin' with a lovely friend to be." | |
| we will never know ourselves till we yoke with fellow selves. |
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