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built so high we'd get vertigo
We'd jam for hours in basements and bedrooms and try to break through the wall
The world we knew had no guards and no
on my six string
I love the way it feels when I play the blues
Just for you
Baby just for you
Because when you break it down
I'm crazy for you
When you
tricks and
Solo cups with
Xans and cliques and
Sorority girls just tryna get by
Who love pink metal alloys
Guy, I'd love to show you my condo some time
But
break down and cry
Because there is no escape from this man
Because this man's love is so strong
He's gonna haunt you
You know my love will follow you
what you're doing for the yute's on the ends.
These two-time losers, turn into tyrants and groomers for the love of drug money they turn to child
the restless ones they were abandoned
Six forty one and words they keep fading
We'll break the stillness set by modern man
Pursue me down the red light halls
keeping it real with me
'Cause I ain't got no fear, under the atmosphere
Trying to stay high, as long as we down here
Listen closely, see what we bout here
break down and cry
Because there is no escape from this man
Because this man's love is so strong
He's gonna haunt you
You know my love will follow you
fucking fiends
Kill em all by any means
It’s time to set the people free
Kill them off in masses, the American disgrace
Hang them from their crosses that
break down and cry
Because there is no escape from this man
Because this man's love is so strong
He's gonna haunt you
You know my love will follow you
it's live and let live but my love won't let me lie
Make me want to do the
And we don't speak proper English when we walk we strut our stuff
We act
We go 'round in circles, 'round in circles
Searchin' for love ('Round in circles)
We go up and down, lost and found
Searchin' for love
(Up
Modern vampires of the city, hunting blood
Blood, blood, blood blood
You coulda from Rema, or ya come from Jungle
You coulda come from Fire House
Modern vampires of the city, hunting blood
Blood, blood, blood blood
You coulda from Rema, or ya come from Jungle
You coulda come from Fire House
The Lord filled up my cup
And gave me refills
And yeah I'm still here
And yeah I'm still here
The devil tried to break me down
But yeah I'm still here
last time
Roses don't spell the love stories anymore, rose
Break em down, they'll stick around
2AM up at your door, 2A
Honeys don't know how to get
wanna brothel
No, I want a wife that fuck me like a prostitute
Let's make love on a million, in a dirty hotel
With the fan on the ceiling, all for
destroying ourselves
We'll break down all these walls that confine us all
So we're reminded who we are
We are the modern patriarch
We'll break down all these
the sea, Mr. Todd, that's the life I covet
By the sea, Mr. Todd, oh, I know you'd love it
You and me, Mr. T, we could be alone
In a house what we'd almost
bodies with no face
We're surrounded by bodies with no real face
Love is fear
Stealthy companions are
Break it's just easy when we hug them out
Break them
is a ride I got to take by myself
Cause everybody can't go down this road of wealth
I ain't gone lie to you and make it sound fly to you
I'm just
on (come on)
I'm talking to you, come on the Working Hour
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who
Learn by our mistakes
This is the working hour
the River Bollin, nestled and surrounded by
The soggy weaving Cheshire hills it breaks the local stereotype
This English working-class vibe, a tight nit
everyone wanna live
Don't nobody really want to die
You feeling me right
I can't be watching people die
(die)
And watching people cry
Let me break it down
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