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I don’t know who the hell you think you’re messing withGet the fuck outta my house with that shitGet the fuck out of my life with that shit And I don’t know who the hell ادامه مطلب

Okay, here comes another oneIt’s called You’ve Changed Stealing hearts was your pastimeI saw girls on the hook lineYou stole kisses and threw them asideHits and misses your love-side You’ve changed (oh oh oh oh)For ادامه مطلب

I’ve got a crush, la-la-la-la-la-laLike a school girlAnd I wanna rush, la-la-la-la-la-laLike a fool would So, step on the gas, la-la-la-la-la-laCome on over‘Cause babe, it’s Christmas, la-la-la-la-la-laI wanna know ya Run to me, run to ادامه مطلب

I’ve stuck around through thick and through thinYou cannot deny I’ve always been inBut I’ve watched you stand still as a snowmanAnd I don’t see you change, you’re always at meltdown Yeah, I’ve been your ادامه مطلب

How you been feeling?It’s not about marbles snakes or glueHow you been healingNow that we cannot win or lose?So how you been keeping?It doesn’t matter whose dads richest nowHow you been sleepingFrom the top bunks ادامه مطلب

She cooks you sweet potatoYou don’t like aubergineShe knows to boil the kettleWhen you hum bars from ‘Grease’She senses you are lonelyBut still she can’t be sureAnd so she stands and waitsStands anticipating (your thoughts) ادامه مطلب

[Verse 1]For those who’ve sleptFor those who’ve keptThemselves jacked upHow Jesus weptSunday, Sunday For those in needFor those who speedFor those who try to slow their minds with weedSunday, Sunday For those who wakeWith a ادامه مطلب

I’ve got a crush, la-la-la-la-la-laLike a school girlAnd I wanna rush, la-la-la-la-la-laLike a fool would So, step on the gas, la-la-la-la-la-laCome on over‘Cause babe, it’s Christmas, la-la-la-la-la-laI wanna know ya Run to me, run to ادامه مطلب

Ooh, togetherWe can take it higher I can hear the thunderComin’ from your mouth and I know my number’s upGive me some Stevie WonderQuick, put it on before we go underI can see the lightningComing ادامه مطلب

Never ending symptoms in my headWe lay hollow in the emptinessI’m too tired to push you from the bed No more fighting, no more fightingNo more fighting for us Feel the void in our bedThe ادامه مطلب