Lyrics:
Love
Is never on my side no
Stop
And take a look you know
I'm trying
So hard yeah
You'll like it
Touch
Swirl on down my feet now
You
This the grill what up get em Pace
Lets get 'em in
Girls are like little boys
I'm Michael Jackson I touch em
Guns are like flat tires to
Me I fricken'
sprint, time will outrun me
I'm stuck in a rat race
'round about lap eight
Every time I go around
I feel like the track changed
The goalposts keep movin'
helps me from feeling down
Yes, I'm moving and I keep moving on
I meet new friends every day that I'm gone
Yes, it's cool, but it can't replace
first saw you, you were waiting for the bus
Who would have thought that we'd end up falling in love
We went from "You're the one" to saying, "Keep in
The movement for tonight, 'bout to call the crew|Gots to figure out just what we gonna do, oh, oh|Pops is already hooked up with Touch and Que|Smooth
Its been a while since we sat down you and I
Keep thinking how long we've been together in our home
You go to work pay the bills and still find time
escape and I try to hide
You're always hurting me and I can't stand
The ignorance in your eyes
I don't know how, I can't explain
The pain arise day by
Baby, this love, I'll never let it die
Can't be touched by no one
I'd like to see 'em try
I'm a mad man for your touch (oh, oh)
Girl, I've lost
and Stonelove dem leading by a mile
Dem take the music round the world and dem make the sacrifice
Deh put Jamaica 'pon the top, now everyone a touch the style
The sun no longer rises, the light no longer shines
Their innocence taken, touched by the hand divine
The young…the pure…victimized…in the obscure
V1:
To reflect and detect it was never wrong
Keep the beat by discreet and don't let on
Cause the fear is a gift that makes you strong
I for one
cool (so cool)
Obeying every rule
I dig a way down in your heart
You're burning, yearning for some
Somebody to tell you
That life ain't passing
you would so be on that fly shit
And I can't even tell you or explain how wide my eyes get
When you walk in the room it's
Hard to keep a friendly
Yeah, we're gonna keep droppin' it, see, no stop,
I told you, we're ain't gonna stop
If you're ready, I wonder why?
We're gonna do it a little
imagination
A soul is born to keep him alive
Woman cry, give like, woman cry
The Mother of all lives and dies
Do they know he is watching
She is many but one in
ghetto heaven
Ghetto heaven
I need a little ghetto heaven
Nana likes brandy, especially peach
She keeps it by the radio
And listens
Baby we're riding a highway. Leading into the dark.
And if we keep doing it my way. We'll do it heart by heart.
You are the only one I need. Baby
touch, don't look at me
Your distance keeps you safe, conscience your enemy
With mercy on your lips
You're sick of me, and no-one else
I must admit, I hate
15 days went by under different skies oh I miss those times when we still had time
said we keep in touch oh it’s just a month
we know how this goes
We’re making love over FaceTime
My words are pictures in your mind
It turns me on just to think about when this will be for real
This love is
and my spine
Made me dream on
I still dream on
Pretty little lies still ringin' in my ear
Pretty little something made me disappear
I tried so hard to be
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