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yeah Wanna hold ya Think I told ya Don't fall, maybe we'll slip Sweet Ophelia Second billing Hard to breathe being so tight-lipped Hey, Hey I used to be
I've got you drunk, lovesick On my perfume I've got you locked, tight-lipped On my perfume Lying here with you Is all I ever wanna do We could go
alright It spews You're the muse Tight-lipped infirmary, I'm cynical I know it's tempting, but don't lie to me No, don't lie to me, girl Looks like we've
Tight-lipped now but sink ships later Well, I know a thing or two about a Sweet little sister Her mom would kill her if she knew what she do, she's my
Tight-lipped now but sink ships later Well, I know a thing or two about a Sweet little sister Her mom would kill her if she knew what she do, she's my
Up down dead inside Pretty little girl With a tear in your eye Tight-lipped black eyes Living in the city Well it's do or die All roads lead to Rome
There are bugs in the summer I'm tight-lipped but they still get in my mouth It's so hard to recover I'm off-script like a dad at eagle scouts
Never tell them anything That's the enemy Stay away from me Don't let them know Keep myself tight-lipped Never tell them shit Never tell them
Product not earnt but bought Corridor mind, door to door Contained thoughts Claim to feel the struggle Product not earnt but bought The tight-lipped pity
know I'm done? You were tight-lipped the whole time I showed you every card I held Every dream from there ct the cpache Hotel Seven months have just
on your face I see a hand See a fidgeting hand See a hand in your pocket thumbing through pages of your disgrace See a tight-lipped See the bite marks
High school in Jakarta, sorta modern Sparta Had no chance against the teenage suburban armadas We were a sonata, thanks to tight-lipped fathers Yeah
back again Snake-hipped Tight-lipped James Dean on a saturday night The wild one's Depp's fun The Marlon Brando we loved to like I made my choice No
school in Jakarta, sorta modern Sparta Had no chance against the teenage suburban armadas We were a sonata, thanks to tight-lipped fathers Yeah, livin'
sick to death of seeing things from Tight-lipped, condescending, mama's little chauvinists All I want is the truth, just give me some truth I've had
sick to death of seeing things from Tight-lipped, condescending, mama's little chauvinists All I want is the truth, just give me some truth, now I've
to write this But on the real, I'm tight-lipped Shooting a shot that I'll miss And it's so far from near Why the hell am I still here? This is not
the stress makes me bleed It feels like they're all stabbing me Feeling out of place Why must I hold on? Anger I can taste Tight-lipped self is gone
a million suns go down on this tired town Now you're here and I'm gone So in comes the stranger to the tight-lipped frowns The walls come up
tight-lipped, condescending Mommy’s little chauvinists All I want is the truth Just gimme some truth I've had enough of watching scenes By schizophrenic,
the stress makes me bleed It feels like they're all stabbing me Feeling out of place Why must I hold on? Anger I can taste Tight-lipped self is gone
loss Drop dead! Those words Tight-lipped and mealy-mouthed It wasn't hard to realize that they were lies Judging from the flies you've attracted
I won't come around She said I'm a letdown Headed for a meltdown Loaded but I ain't rich (gaudy but I'm tight-lipped) Psycho with a death wish
All these crazy mixed up lies They're floating all around Making these assumptions brings me down And you get tight-lipped, how do I know what you
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