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Everybody knows which way you go. Straight to over. No one wants to see you inside of me. Straight to over I heard the hammer at the lock. Say you're deaf and dumb and done. Give yourself another
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Daddy can you tell me a story?. Oh, you wanna hear a story?. What kind of story you wanna hear, baby?. A scary story. Oh, okay Once upon a time there was a kid. Who wanted nothin' more than to rh
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Future butterfly gonna spend the day. Higher than high. You'll be beautiful confusion. Ooh, once I was you I saw you caught between. All the people out making the scene. And a bright ideal tomorr
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Intro chorus. . He's A nice guy. How ya doin. He's A nice guy. Good to see you. He's A nice guy. How ya momma and them. . Verse. Mr. Niceguy relationship advice guy. Liked on the vices pri
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Baby Britain feels the best. Floating over a sea of vodka. Separated from the rest. Fights problems with bigger problems Sees the ocean fall and rise. Counts the waves that somehow didn't hit her.
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al. ar. tiLost & Found. Lost & Found. INTRO. INTRO. Original - A first form from which varieties arise. An authentic work of art as opposed to an imitation or reproduction. CHORUS. CHORUS. Why should
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Oh, mountain of our eyes, what do you see?. The girl with the omen dice, bowing to thee. Mortal soldiers clear the path, shake the omen tree. Oh, mountain of our eyes, oh plea. Oh, hear our plea.
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words. Pop the cork on yesterday's wine. 'Cause I don't feel like going out tonight. Let's spin a couple of forty-fives. And order some Chinese takeout. Do the dishes and turn down the lights. Watch W
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I need a hand to hold. One that won't pull away from me. And i need a smile. One that won't turn down on me. Cause i need a reason. To put my feet on the floor. And i just want security, given f
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Chorus. The devil's been calling my name. Telling me drink up the pain. Holy water, holy water. Sipping the poison in vain. Controlling all the words that I say. Holy water, holy water. Verse 1. Wakin
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I'm a collared reporter. (Gross city on the 409). But the city's been bled white. (White city on the yellow line). And the doctor orders. (Drinking 'til destruction is just a waste of time). Dri
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The time has come. For me to start packing in. I'm folding the shores of my life. Into valises. I can't stand. This desert heat no more. I'm going away. I'm going away I waited too long. To ca
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I must express the way it feels to ride all day. without a care, conversation and a coffee. I wanna talk about the good things in my life. I wanna try to be alright. I can care about the way love
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I must express the way it feels to ride all day. without a care, conversation and a coffee. I wanna talk about the good things in my life. I wanna try to be alright. I can care about the way love
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