And this could be the last time That I fall for her the first time And this, this could be the last time That I built it up, I build it up again Steady, cold feet aren't helping now Steady, a m
I can't seem to let it go You said I can't be any good for you But you know that's just not true You said we're dreamers Hell yeah I'm a dreamer So let's get it right Baby, swing those hips an
He woke up screaming but his hearts not pounding Stuck inside a shed said he never would've found it If he didn't cough up his lungs and light up a smoke (It's happening again) He tries his best
There's a lack of communication A world of opportunity and a starving nation On every corner of every street Not an ounce of truth in every word they speak And theres a shit bag promoter in every cit
Alright let's talk about it I don't like talking to you Instead I'll sing out loud so everyone hears about it Can't wrap my head around it How did you get (it wrong?)? Now she's so loving it's
There's a lack of communication A world of opportunity and a starving nation On every corner of every street Not an ounce of truth in every word they speak And theres a shit bag promoter in ever
The artist's palette falls The paint is spilled with blood Someone shot him down Left him without a soul His body's laid to rest And underground he'll stay With hopes to resurrect And live again anot
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