I know the fire's slow, lock it leave it go.
I have never been so hurtfull, before.
Leaving love in the haze.
Falcons circling for days.
Always firing up another sin,
following the streams so carefully
trying to find another piece in the map,
they were just fields out here.
Never get i right it aint easy getting closer,
No I could never dance like you
keep get it wrong, keep get it wrong.
And by the secondary fault, will I sail on
Last week the Falcons came 10 degrees and only rain it came so quickly.
And you Remain out here in the city, trying not to be replaced.
Nothing never runs through you gotta live
with the bundle of trickers in me.
I tried to get us to Amsterdam, to cheer you up again.
Never get i right it aint easy getting closer,
no I could never dance like you keep get it wrong, get it wrong.
And by the secondary fault, will I sail on.
To open territories kindly recognize that you're still somebody elses truth.
keep get it wrong, get it wrong.
And by the secondary fault, will I sail on
Nothing never runs through you gotta live
with the bundle of trickers in me
I tried to get us to Amsterdam, to cheer you up again.
I have never been so hurtfull, before.
Leaving love in the haze.
Falcons circling for days.
Always firing up another sin,
following the streams so carefully
trying to find another piece in the map,
they were just fields out here.
Never get i right it aint easy getting closer,
No I could never dance like you
keep get it wrong, keep get it wrong.
And by the secondary fault, will I sail on
Last week the Falcons came 10 degrees and only rain it came so quickly.
And you Remain out here in the city, trying not to be replaced.
Nothing never runs through you gotta live
with the bundle of trickers in me.
I tried to get us to Amsterdam, to cheer you up again.
Never get i right it aint easy getting closer,
no I could never dance like you keep get it wrong, get it wrong.
And by the secondary fault, will I sail on.
To open territories kindly recognize that you're still somebody elses truth.
keep get it wrong, get it wrong.
And by the secondary fault, will I sail on
Nothing never runs through you gotta live
with the bundle of trickers in me
I tried to get us to Amsterdam, to cheer you up again.
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