Teksty:
Little Boots Catch 22

want the truth But I'm caught in a catch 22 (Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh I'm caught in a catch 22) So open up my head and

till ya blacker then blue While I'm strappin' a zoot you on the floor catchin' a boot Lookin' to catch a bag blood but that's a catch 22 And you done

I'm tryna hold it down, I'm upsetting my mum And I ain't looking do another fucking stint on the run It's a catch 22, when you do what I do So if I find

me a feeling that I can't deny You got the Prada boots on, suede hittin your thigh Actin like my chrome twenties aint catchin' your eye Sometimes I slow down, catch