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Under the Surface (Marit Larsen) · Underneath the Surface (Syx) · On the Surface (Abraham) · Surface (Surface) · Underneath the Surface (Prime STH) · Scratch the Surface (Sick of It All) · Life Too, Has Surface Noise: The Complete Dandelion Records (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The First Time: The Best of Surface (Surface) · Beneath the Surface (Benjamin Schaefer) · Beneath the Surface [1996] (Incognito) – and 90 other albums »


the only one I'll ever love

All my thoughts of you are good ones
Happy hours that just flew by
You were always someone special
And you'll be my someone
happy face
I'll climb out this bottle
To look at a bright sunny day
I'll climb out this bottle
To look at your bright happy face

Eyes clouded by
(4, 3, 2, 2)
A-2 step, a-2 step (Remix!)
Now gonna and 2 step, (2 step) now gonna and 2 step (2 step)
Now gonna and 2 step, (2 step) now gonna and 2
(4, 3, 2, 2)
A-2 step, a-2 step (Remix!)
Now gonna and 2 step, (2 step) now gonna and 2 step (2 step)
Now gonna and 2 step, (2 step) now gonna and 2
there might be
Traces of her that you carry under the surface?

Lend me your ears, I would like to confess
I'm doubting that you can be real
By your side
the
Friends that I make, doesn't
Make friends for friendship's
Sake. she just gets bored sitting
By the lake, her soul won't
Surface and her
Heart won't
peering out through a sinking
Cosmic smile, reversed completely
Flaming currents forced us to surface,
Wet purple gowns and blaring alarms
All for some
You and I, we are strangers by one chromosome
Slave to the hormone, body and soul
In a struggle to be happy and free
Swimming in a primitive sea
makes me happy 

I'm disaffected now
I'm disaffected now 

Set your clock by your heart
Work's overrated and it will kill you
I was born
I was thrown into the sunset
You were there
And a silent sleeping window array
I was tossed
Into walls of happy sundays
By the pair
and labor for
And crack the surface of what I intend to be
Not for you
You're too hard to please

[Chorus]
How do I meet your impossible needs?
How can
the
Friends that I make, doesn't
Make friends for friendship's
Sake. she just gets bored sitting
By the lake, her soul won't
Surface and her
Heart won't
when I call
She tells me things that were not her fault
And her surface will start to break
Breakdown a hurting sound
I want to tell her that it's ok
all day long
It can't even seem to make a scratch
A scratch in the surface what is the purpose?
I'll always be stopped by the 
"why can't i, why
So many ladies (Yea, I go by the name of Cassidy)
Ladies (And I got love for the ladies)
Ladies
Ladies (Fo' real)
Ladies (Remix)

[Chorus]
Or a grey of no significance
Plastic coated surfaces
A space to place his suitcase
As it's passed from A to B

But it's such a melancholy blue
mine
Baby what we got I know it's worth it
And I'd be happy long as you're right by my side, stay here baby

Darling you came at the right time
platinum
We know the presidents are flowin' by who's sackin' them
I'm that type of guy when poppa wasn't happy with it
Trippin' them up, that was my
And it's all happy endings
But that's just pretending
'Cause the world doesn't work like that
It's always changing
But she's sick of waiting

Her patience is
on the stage like me
The first beats she makes will be 'Snowman Remix'
She can make beats like me

And when I play 'Stormy Weather' she gets mad
Put
Are you frightened by the weight you possess
Or is this lie just weightlessness
Smoggy twilight in L.A.
I can't think of one real thing to say
Yo remix by my man Allstar, check this out
B-b-b-bounce money bounce, only one things counts, huh
And I'm here to announce
The flex, the X when
on the stage like me
The first beats she makes will be 'Snowman Remix'
She can make beats like me

And when I play 'Stormy Weather' she gets mad
Put
Yo remix by my man Allstar, check this out
B-b-b-bounce money bounce, only one things counts, huh
And I'm here to announce
The flex, the X when
minds, of peaceful happy times 
Let's kick reality, peel back the surface we will find. 
A hidden message, just corporate h (heroin) 
It's actuality so