t alone. You can't admit there's more. To this relationship. Thoughts untold the truth unfolds. Words that you'd never think you'd hear. Cover the tracks
Vertaling: Achter slot en grendel. Cover The Tracks.
embrace that I'm a slave until I'm captured But You would never use a lock or a key 'Cause I am free I could change my name, cover all my tracks But
your ass like Greg the Hammer Man, we rockin' joints like The Who or Santana Keep jams packed and hotter than Havana Positivity is the key in the lock
MPC making dope pushing buttons Organized Noise Them country ATL boys Got it locked up and sewed up and keep it rocked up Glocked up Doing the southside like Lil Key Key
I marched across the muddied stream Illuminated from beneath And the lock was picked with the church's key We found on the belt of the veteran And
door We all choose pain if pleasure is ordinary Then we beg for more and more and more Oh lock me up in an institution and throw away the key Then I'm
as when we lusted after another. we hummed along to electric guitars and the standard "whoa oh oh oh's" and we drank each other under the covers. I eased
but here; Moving on with this fugitive life, I did my time under your lock and key, Now I'm leaving, you behind; Dodge the hounds and cover my tracks
We all choose pain if pleasure is ordinary Then we beg for more and more and more Oh lock me up in an institution and throw away the key Then I'm free
lock or a key 'Cause I am free I could change my name, cover all my tracks But I'm wrong to think I could lose the past 'Cause You found me here and
