Texty:
Fifteen Who Are We Hurtin With Our Love

What together we might bring What together we might bring Who are we hurtin' with our love Contagious love and secret death Aren't we protected by our loving

everything What together we might bring What together we might bring Who are we hurtin' with our love Contagious love and secret death Aren't we protected by our loving

we have known What I want? Fifteen minutes with you What I want? A lover who loves me When others have loved me not What I want? Is a big love, two spoons

damaged petals On the contrary We would all celebrate its tenacity We would all love its will to reach the sun Well We are the roses This is the concrete And these are

emotional scenes So when it comes to our lives we do not see who we're hurting Like the good guys on tv we don't know our own feelings All I needed was

we are seasoned Seasoned and we, feel our paper won't disappear Ohh, it's been a long time in the bay With God on our side we have somethin to say And

When we speak we give sermons, and switch our names over permits The big shit, you might get burned with God-body fly automobiles with grills Two thousand, fifteen, nigga, we

we, feel our paper won't disappear Ohhh, hey it's been a long time in the bay with God on our side we have somethin to say and through the hard

To come in packs, to feed, takin what we need to succeed, you know what we gon' do, on this road We gon' explode, now are you ready for this territory Makin our