| | Minus Blindfold Lyrics Artist(Band):Deftones
Must leave the house soon, mean gone, 'cause my pops, he's hot Grab my blue backpack, My walkman, grip my bicycle Because I know my friends are waiting at the door I'm feeling loose like you, just fucking around and shit 'til that comes fifty-five, I'm twenty-six Let me go I give more And you know I fold I Come at me come come My activites don't cross but they create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you to Asking for it, like we got Yes we cross but we create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you - shit fuck'em You let this screw I thought they knew you But when you turned your back I know they're going do You had to prove me right and then we did And that son of a bitch he swerved almost hit two kids I'm feeling heartless, I'm feeling hate So when there's nothin' but the real swing in her fuckin' rape No - one - me No choice Let me go I get bored And you know I'm fuckin' flown Come on - come - come My activities don't cross but they create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you to Threaten me court, like we got Yeah we cross but we create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you, burn Let me go I give more And you know - ohh So good We could And We learned to cry And Lift Me up Come on - come My activities don't cross but they create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you Dis me court, like we got Yeah we cross but we cried You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you - up If you find some error in Minus Blindfold Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Minus Blindfold The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Deftones" Music | |
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