Тексты песни «Bill»

I used to dream that I'd discover The perfect lover someday I knew I'd recognize him If ever he came 'round my way I always used to fancy then He'd be one of those god-like kind of men With a giant brain and a noble...

[Verse 1: Delusional Thomas] And hes still so delusional Stupid low as burials at funerals Fucked the fame, dropped an album Dipped with the recoupables My hoodie up, hide my face cause I aint not good enough My bitch...

But along came Bill, who's not the type at all You meet him on the street and never notice him His form and face, his manly grace Are not the kind that you would find in a statue But I can't explain, it surely not his...

Bill was a man Who grew too big It didn't matter what he did The girls would always run away When everybody laughs at you It can be humiliating Billy likes a Cute little girl They are lovers We can tell Kisses on the...