1. |
Playing Outside
03:56
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Now I don't believe that we could play outside on my backyard
Still haven't cleaned my shoes and I'm sick of always falling backwards
So why can't I keep the bug if I'm cold and lone somehow
Why can't I hear the tap if you're calling over
I know you're sad but I wish it was for me
I want it so badly even I know that it sounds mean
So many years are gone and now I see youre still in crowd
I want to know what if I shout out your name from stage
So keep calm and don't hear the noise, what if they find you're the source of this?
I've already told them that these old size nines doesn't fit on me
I know you're sad but I wish it was for me
I want it to badly even I know that it sounds mean
Because there is no way I can tell them that we're still mad because of me
And I gotta clean up myself If i really want me to get licked
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2. |
Gotham
03:38
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I wish that I could stay
But Gotham City needs me tonight
And I’ve been trying to find my own way
To catch my own kryptonite
Now is time that we tell another joke
It can’t be funnier if we laugh before it’s told
Before you go, please turn off the lights
Turn off the lights
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Chorus:
If you wanna go
I’ll make it up to you
To search my home
And I’ll make it up to you
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I wish that I was there
So I could teach you how to vaporise
Just tell me how can I go to meet there
And I’ll be there in a while
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Chorus
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Solo
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I wish that I could stay
But Gotham City need me tonight
And I’ve been trying to find my own way
To catch my own kryptonite
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Chorus
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Chorus
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3. |
The Large
04:58
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Basic dogs and GTA
Spending time in just for case
Then I'll need your lovely head
One in a Five
This is my time
So I won't go home alone tonight
I talk at you
and there's nothing
You look at me
and there's nothing
I kiss your lips
and there's nothing
I can't find nothing
Your cause paired us in the air
Maybe I still love my ex
Or maybe I'm just an a-sex guy
So I'm falling down
This is my dropout
You're not what I used to dream about
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4. |
El Loco
02:48
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I guess i can meet ya after school
The earlier I go the more I'll enjoy
I bet that I won't be that late
I'll hear you talking me about your ex guy
You'll say how good he was to you
And make me wish to fit his shoes
I think I love your haircut
I think I know what you do
When everything around came on to you
What could someone like me will do?
To help you stand and don't fall down
You can work out any problem that outcomes
I'm the best at watch, if that's how I can help
I like to see your best
The problem is that I still feel sad
And you are just three quick chats away
I'll never fit someone else's shoes
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5. |
Paulana
03:17
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Bells are not your friends
They swear in your name
When you sleep you’re back
You can drive time your way
I wish I could be your friend
I wish I could stop your pain
If I’m back I sleep
There’s nothing that I’ve not seen
prch
I promise you that If I had a chance I’ll share with you
I’ll bring leaves back to trees
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Take me back
To the time
When you just cared about your juice
Cooking meal,
bringing smiles
and sail in cruise
I wish you could be my friend
Up down no one has to end
we could go we could fly
wherever you’d like to be
Bells are not your friends
They swear in your name
When you sleep you’re back
You can drive time your way
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