Fly (x3), show me the way. You’ll have to disappear. So I run (x3). I put ‘em on and then it goes away from me. Sharp (x3), you think you time, you have to wanna to take a load (x3). You take your time and time, and won’t you pick me up. Blood (x3), oh. You even lie and pay me. Won’t you tell a lie? Sharp (x3), oh. And in a while the time a won’t you take for me.
Cause this is all that you wanted, and this is all that you’re/I’m really sure of. You’re blackened mind is on the eruption. And this is all I’m telling you.
(I’m not. And in a while, you fuck my life.) ...You run for me, it makes me wanna run away. Run (x3), you got no place to go, and then you’re on your knees. Blood, you’d better let it go to your head. Blood(x3). You know...There’s better ways to reduce production... |
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