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Criomag Bhidio Briathran Òran Ayy – Ayy (Can I trust you?) – (An urrainn dhomh earbsa a bhith agad?) We both lie ’cause we’re scared – Tha sinn an dà chuid a ‘laighe’ adhbhar tha sinn eagal If I didn’t care, I’d hold back a whole lot more from you – Mura h-eil mi a…

Criomag Bhidio Briathran Òran If I broke your heart, would you take me back? – Ma bhriseas mi do chridhe, an toir thu air ais mi? If I broke my arm, would you sign my cast? – Nam briseadh mi mo ghàirdean, an soidhnigeadh tu mo thilgeadh? When I was young, I would love too…

Criomag Bhidio Briathran Òran Yeah, yeah, yeah – Yeah, yeah, yeah PARTY – PÀRTAIDH Yeah – Yeah Staring at your tattoo while I’m fucking you from the back (Ah) – A ‘coimhead air do tattoo fhad’ s a tha mi gad shit bhon chùl Doesn’t say my name, but here’s where we’re at (Ah-ah) –…

Criomag Bhidio Briathran Òran It’s been a nice life, money and the bright lights – ‘S e beatha mhath a bh’ ann, airgead agus na solais soilleir Ain’t as bad as people describe – Chan eil e cho dona ‘ s a tha daoine ag ràdh I’ve been a nice guy, people I’ve done right…

Criomag Bhidio Briathran Òran It’s been too long, celibacy – Tha e ro fhada, ge-tà What do you want? Tell it to me – Dè tha thu ag iarraidh? Innis dhomh Dropped to my knees – A ‘ tuiteam gu mo ghlùinean Let me break your streak, I’m begging you, please – Tapadh leibh, tha…

Criomag Bhidio Briathran Òran Please, don’t go out with your friends – Na bi leisg a dhol a-mach còmhla ri do charaidean They don’t ever keep you in check – Cha bhith iad a-riamh gad chumail ann an sùil They gon’ let you do whatever – Tha iad gon ‘ a ‘ leigeil leat rud…

Criomag Bhidio Briathran Òran All the girls – A h-uile nighean I know there’s somebody who loves me – Tha fios agam gu bheil gaol aig cuideigin orm Somebody who really loves me (Who loves me) – Tha gaol aig cuideigin orm (Who loves me) And that’s all I need – Is e sin a…

Criomag Bhidio Briathran Òran Yeah, of course, of course, I got feelings for you, but – Yeah, gu dearbh, fhuair mi faireachdainnean dhut, ach Forgot the word, fuckin’ – A ‘ dìochuimhneachadh an fhacail, fuck I need to go on tour, I can’t even breathe, do you get me? – Feumaidh mi a dhol air…