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Cemetery Sun
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Fake Love
My head is spinning in a dark room You caught me staring at the ceiling This is the setting of the seasons I'll use the cross-eyed thoughts to
Excuse myself, amuse myself And loose myself until we come back down To prove that hell is where my heart's been Run in circles 'til we come back down
Tonight we're slaving to another beat You're my baby take a back seat Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation Makes one hell of a collaboration Tonight we're slaving to another beat You're my baby take a back seat Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation Makes one hell of a collaboration
I'm falling down your stairwell Eyes are closing if you can't tell Me the rhyme in all your reasons Cause it's the setting of the seasons
So excuse yourself, amuse yourself And lose yourself until we come back down To prove that hell is where your hearts' been Run in circles 'til we come back down
Tonight we're slaving to another beat You're my baby take a back seat Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Makes one hell of a collaboration Tonight we're slaving to another beat You're my baby take a back seat Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation Makes one hell of a collaboration
It's in the bedroom, in the basement From your head down to your heart Every flame that you spark In the light and in the dark Makes a mark that they see No impossibility, it's the air that we breathe And the thoughts that we think
Tonight we're slaving to another beat You're my baby take a back seat Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation Makes one hell of a collaboration
Collaboration Makes one hell of a collaboration
Tonight we're slaving to another beat You're my baby take a back seat Hard drugs, fake love; it's a sensation Makes one hell of a collaboration
Collaboration Makes one hell of a collaboration
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