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Hello, Santa, is this really you?Uh, well, I know that you’re not supposed to do thisBut I do have a little listAnd I’ve been such a good girlI know I deserve itYou wanna hear it?Santa, ادامه مطلب

[Verse 1]Sometimes it’s pouring rainHouselights are outAnd I need you to follow my directionYeah, follow me, I’m falling outLike you know me, hold my hand [Pre-Chorus]If we go high, we can skydiveUp in the sky, ادامه مطلب

[Verse 1: Alicia Keys]You send my heart way upAnd you let me in your spaceShow me everything you’re made ofGive me more than I can takeWhen I don’t know what to sayYou can read it ادامه مطلب

4:55, everybody else is snoringMy heavy eyes, I can never seem to close ’emMy running mind, just can’t catch it when it’s goingIs it late at night or is it early in the morning?OnlySo many ادامه مطلب

[Verse 1]I don’t know you, it was nice to for a whileI’m wondering if you’re still thinking ’bout meBut I don’t know that, so I fill blanks with my own prideI tell myself you’re miserable ادامه مطلب

[Verse 1]Dreaming ’bout you sinkin’ into my bedDizzy, I see stars all around my headLiftin’ me up to the moon and back againYou’re my lucky penny, yeah, you just make senseI like to keep my ادامه مطلب

[Verse]Cloudy blue sky (Blue sky), over meEchoes of old news (Old news), lingeringThey’re deafening, no point in anythingNothing and everything matters (Matters)Am I in reality? (I hope) Is it all a dream? (I don’t know)Such ادامه مطلب

[Verse 1]There’s an evil figurine in my brainWindin’ me up and pullin’ all my stringsLike I’m some kind of paper doll lackin’ backboneMade of elasticity, turns out it’s just me [Pre-Chorus]Stretchin’ myself thin, breakin’ my ادامه مطلب

[Verse 1]Poured out my heart last nightWrote a song with some good linesI spill my feelings on you sometimesBut at least you knowHad a one-way talk with your voicemailCalled out, but you weren’t there andNow ادامه مطلب

Hahaha, ahEazyFind table spacesSay your social gracesBow your head, they’re pious hereBut you and I, we’re pioneersWe make our own rulesOur own room, no bias hereLet ’em sell what they are sellin’There are no buyers ادامه مطلب