I know there's a man who can sell time. I can take it away and say that it's mine. He smiles from a distance and lives in a tree. Holding out a welcome hand, a fist for you and me.
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[Verse 1]. We were the French club dropouts. But we never got excused from class. The secretary must have been high. To turn a blind eye on us sneaking out back.
Falseness has grown. Blinding witnesses and taking control. Your sacrifice, a sadistic performance is on. Run from the madness. This obsession feels like home.
Horrendous moments dwelling in our mind. They're not kind. Trample upon the pure things that we used to carry. Participate from screens that fade away, far away.
OK, I can see you held it down and learnt patience,. Cause some reasons are without their explanations,. This is my song so let me explain the situation,.
You've done too much, much too young. Now you're married with a kid when you could be having fun with me. You've done too much, much too young. Now you're married with a son when you should be having fun with me.
Boy me a' fie go leave that town. Here ya know 'cause it's too hot. . Too hot, this town is too hot. Now they're calllin' for their guns. About to spoil the rude boys funs.
I lost track of time, remind me how it started. A motorcade of kids all headed to a party. I still had a best friend, didn't have ambitions. Real talk, when did it become a competition?.
I tasted a hundred friends of mine on your lips. I never saw a single sunset out on that strip. If it was love, if it was love. Then let me know. . Our hearts were destroyed but our bodies survive.
Close enough to start a war. All that I have is on the floor. God only knows what we're fighting for. All that I say, you always say more. . I can't keep up with your turning tables.
TURNING PAGE. . Written by: Ryan O'Neal (Sleeping At Last). . i've waited a hundred years.. but i'd wait a million more for you.. nothing prepared me for.
Oh she may be weary. Them young girls they do get wearied. Wearing that same old Shaggy dress, yeah yeah. But when she gets weary. Try a little tenderness, yeah yeah.
Turn around, every now and then. I get a little bit lonely and you're never coming round. Turn around, every now and then. I get a little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears.
You know I'm not one to break promises. I don't want to hurt you but I need to breathe. At the end of it all, you're still my best friend. But there's something inside that I need to release.
Watch my back so I make sure. You're right behind me as before. Yesterday the night before tomorrow. Dry my eyes so you won't know. Dry my eyes so I won't show.
I've got a rocket in my pocket. And I'm ready to go. I'm talking tic-tic, time bomb. Ready to blow. . Just one more time. It's gonna be alright. You're on a first class.
Take me back in the arms I love. Need me like you did before. Touch me once again. And remember when. There was no one that you wanted more. . Don't go, you know you will break my heart.
You're my last breath. You're a breath of fresh air to me. Hi, I'm empty. So tell me you care for me. . You're the first thing. And the last thing on my mind.
Monae and Leftfoot. . Whoaaa. Another day. I take your pain away. . Some people talk about ya. Like they know all about ya. When you get down they doubt ya.