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| justinsimoni, yemen, slap them, 1956 in sports, adventure, banco de gaia, george w bush, indie, punchthem, denver art, christopher carley, foundart, arabian, album (music), prince charles, | x 6) Yeah I know that I push you Yeah I know that I push you Yeah I know, yeah I know, yeah I know that I push you I know that I push skins you (Repeat x 7) Try and find, a way to say the things The things I feel when you smile They take away my skins words You know, that people come and go You wanted a love song from me You asked for a love song from me Now there’s a love song for you Me and You I’m beside myself But does it matter It’s good to hear you’re doing well But does it matter I’m beside myself But does it matter It’s good to hear you’re doing well But does it matter In the end It’s about me and you The hardest part Cos it’s about me and you The hardest part It’s about me and you The hardest part is letting you go It’s about me and you The hardest part Thinking all about me and you And if it breaks down I will shut down Absurd Without you I haven’t a clue What to make of my daze Oh my lord It’s so absurd I hardly noticed you Without you My eyes are as blue As a night in a jail Oh my lord I can’t pretend I hardly noticed you Without you There’s no arms around my world Although words weren’t always spoken I’m left here broken But oh my lord I hardly noticed you Junkie Shuffle We teach your Your children We nurse you Back to health We act on Your behalf You’ll see us On TV We are the law… We ain’t |
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| I album (music) don’t want you hanging about Get out (Repeat x 10) Conscience God rid us Of our, our conscience So we can float away God rid us Of our, our conscience So we can float away God rid us Of our, our conscience So we can float away Pulse album (music) Help! In this Junk I’m drowning Drowning How long? album (music) Til I sell? My mother So I become Important to you In this junk Drowning How long? Til I sell My mother Must I tolerate your shit Dwell in your shallow pit Now the thought police Are following me Everywhere Eyes are always On your children Wrong Why can’t I see it’s all not wrong Why can’t you be here again Still don’t believe I know you’re gone I miss your love I miss your love Lovesong All this time I’m distracted from the world The world outside of your arms All I need is here Try and find, a way to say the things The things I feel when you smile They take away my words You know, that people come and go It’s here for me When things in life run me down All I need is you You wanted a love song You asked for a love song You wanted a love song from me You asked for a love song from me Now there’s a love song for you Yeah, I know, I don’t hear you, I don’t see you, I can’t feel you You know, it’s always my fault, communication is such a let down I ain’t proud of my behaviour I thank the lord, you’re still here (Repeat |
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