Tekster:
Bring Me The Horizon Don T Go

Don't go, don't go Don't go, don't go Don't go, don't go Don't go, don't go Don't go, don't go Don't go

Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go (Merci a Savanah pour cettes paroles)

Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go Don't go (Merci a Savanah pour cettes paroles)

to cause a bit of chaos and to break rules If you ain't me, you it ain't cool Hey baby, bring another bottle to the table I can't explain it, cool But

refrigerator poetry Attract imimators who wanna flow like me You know it's me, floating free Through the ghetto were the people supposedly Ain't trying to show no love openly Give me

down, hoggin' the mound Pitchin' 'em eightballs, robbing the town Don't let your gangsta, get you murked up Faggot ass homeys done got you worked up Rappers can't

of a Persian child So Gulf winds bring me flying fish, that shine in the crescent moon Show me the horizon where the dawn will break anew And cool me

up your hearts Open up your mind Baby how do you feel? Are you cold here? Kiss me everyday And I find another way Brings me in the sky I don't know you

M-C-C Now I don't really know what that means But it's what the cops called me They don't care what happens to me They don't miss me on the beat All