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BRYS - fishes Lyrics



BRYS - fishes Lyrics




I don't eat meat when I fly to US
I don't blame whales when I hit the road
I don't cook spaghetti when I meet the press
I do not lie when I wear a coat
I don't drink tea when I water my plants
I don't watch cartoons when I take a shower
I do not scream when I iron my pants
I don't hold myself when I am smelling flowers
I might get stressed to get rid of trash
I might get nervous to fry Halloumi
I might get worried to clean my cache
I might get excited to harvest the shroomie
I might forget I do not play chess
I might remember I bought a jacket
I might have troubles to say my address
I might need help with the name of my planet
I totally care observing the tiles
I totly believe the existence of carrots
I totally show disrespect to the flies
I totally leave my восторг to your parrots
I totally seal the supplies of my lies
I totally judge forgetting the chairs
I totally see the emission of eyes
I totally hear vibrations of ears

I might cook pasta when I blame US
I might blame whales when I dry my coat
I might eat meat when I read the press
I might want to lie when hit the road
I might drink tea when I look at my plants
I might watch cartoons when I didn't shower
I might wanna scream when I rip my pants
I might hold myself when I screaming at flowers
I am totally stressed when I am sorting my trash
I am totally nervous cutting Halloumi
I am totally bored when I have no cache
I am totally happy to bite into shroomie
I'd totally leave when it's all about chess
I'd totally hide myself in that jacket
I'd totally write on a kite my address
I'd totally carve only love on my planet
I don't fall asleep when baking the tiles
I don't spill blood when boiling the carrots
I don't lick acid when hunting the flies
I don't play bass when petting the parrots
I don't relax when I am saying my lies
I don't wannna sit when there are no chairs
I don't stop to breathe when not using my eyes
I don't want to eat when I am missing my ears

I'm totally cooked when I meet the press
I totally smashed this Italian coat
I totally share the values of whales
I'd totally hit this American road
I'd totally share some tea with my plants
I'd totally show some cartoons in the shower
I totally fill the space of my pants
I totally shell the well-being of flowers
I don't close my eyes when throwing the trash
I don't close my mouth when chewing Halloumi
I don't break my phone when I used all my cache
I don't close my soul when meeting the shroomie
I don't play PS when I am playing chess
I don't feel cold when I'm wearing my jacket
I don't seek relief when I read my address
I don't chill on Mars when I chill on my planet
I might spill the glue not to slip on the tiles
I might eat a piece when I am cutting the carrots
I might outrage, take revenge on the flies
I might wanna talk and listen to parrots
I might choose to trust some rediculous lies
I might choose to fix all the broken chairs
I might have been blind though I was all eyes
I might have been deaf though I was all ears

Who are the fishes when they cannot go?
Why live in the house in the land so low?
When do the coffe bean pictures glow?
Where does the river flow?
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I don't eat meat when I fly to US
I don't blame whales when I hit the road
I don't cook spaghetti when I meet the press
I do not lie when I wear a coat
I don't drink tea when I water my plants
I don't watch cartoons when I take a shower
I do not scream when I iron my pants
I don't hold myself when I am smelling flowers
I might get stressed to get rid of trash
I might get nervous to fry Halloumi
I might get worried to clean my cache
I might get excited to harvest the shroomie
I might forget I do not play chess
I might remember I bought a jacket
I might have troubles to say my address
I might need help with the name of my planet
I totally care observing the tiles
I totly believe the existence of carrots
I totally show disrespect to the flies
I totally leave my восторг to your parrots
I totally seal the supplies of my lies
I totally judge forgetting the chairs
I totally see the emission of eyes
I totally hear vibrations of ears

I might cook pasta when I blame US
I might blame whales when I dry my coat
I might eat meat when I read the press
I might want to lie when hit the road
I might drink tea when I look at my plants
I might watch cartoons when I didn't shower
I might wanna scream when I rip my pants
I might hold myself when I screaming at flowers
I am totally stressed when I am sorting my trash
I am totally nervous cutting Halloumi
I am totally bored when I have no cache
I am totally happy to bite into shroomie
I'd totally leave when it's all about chess
I'd totally hide myself in that jacket
I'd totally write on a kite my address
I'd totally carve only love on my planet
I don't fall asleep when baking the tiles
I don't spill blood when boiling the carrots
I don't lick acid when hunting the flies
I don't play bass when petting the parrots
I don't relax when I am saying my lies
I don't wannna sit when there are no chairs
I don't stop to breathe when not using my eyes
I don't want to eat when I am missing my ears

I'm totally cooked when I meet the press
I totally smashed this Italian coat
I totally share the values of whales
I'd totally hit this American road
I'd totally share some tea with my plants
I'd totally show some cartoons in the shower
I totally fill the space of my pants
I totally shell the well-being of flowers
I don't close my eyes when throwing the trash
I don't close my mouth when chewing Halloumi
I don't break my phone when I used all my cache
I don't close my soul when meeting the shroomie
I don't play PS when I am playing chess
I don't feel cold when I'm wearing my jacket
I don't seek relief when I read my address
I don't chill on Mars when I chill on my planet
I might spill the glue not to slip on the tiles
I might eat a piece when I am cutting the carrots
I might outrage, take revenge on the flies
I might wanna talk and listen to parrots
I might choose to trust some rediculous lies
I might choose to fix all the broken chairs
I might have been blind though I was all eyes
I might have been deaf though I was all ears

Who are the fishes when they cannot go?
Why live in the house in the land so low?
When do the coffe bean pictures glow?
Where does the river flow?
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Writer: Alexander Korotkevich
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: BRYS
Language: English
Length: 4:38
Written by: Alexander Korotkevich

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