by Hanni El Khatib on album Family
I wanna be somebody else today I wanna take my shoes out It ain’t like me to complain But it just feels like I’m losing What’s up to the people that don’t know me Better be buried in the sand
by Hanni El Khatib on album Will the Guns Come Out
Call me on the phone Why don't you Yeah Find me at my home Come one Scare my friends away Why don't you Fake my life for leaving one babe Why don't you Call babe heap girl Yeah hey Here w
by Hanni El Khatib on album Will the Guns Come Out
Well, since my baby left me Well, I found a new place to dwell Well, it's down at the end of Lonely Street At Heartbreak Hotel Well, I'll be I'll be so lonely baby Well, I'm so lonely
by Hanni El Khatib on album Will the Guns Come Out
Our city's made of garbage Our city's made of fakes Our city's made of monsters who just take, take, take Our city's made up of drama Our city knows the facts Our city's too filthy to get it back