Sidetrack Testo
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Testo Sidetrack
It's dark
On the plane
As if you're holding up a card with my second name
For a start
Then you wait for me
'Cause the drive
Oh exists
Gone around the traffic then we'll take the bridge
So we do And you wait for me
'Cause when I come around yeah
Everything about it
Completely edifies me
You said I
Should be everything you want
Now I'm having your sidetrack
My arms behind they stop me
And how we need them to fight back
But you wanna be that guy's lass
Try to complain
You're tryna talk to God but he's forgot your name
Hold me through
When you're with me
Can you dry, assisted?
Talked all of it through but God I'm not convinced Now its through
I'm far away from you
When I think about it
Everything around it
Just stands me up contrived again
They said I
Should be everything you want
Now I'm rugging your sidetrack
My arms behind stop me
And how we need them to bite back
Before I'm feeling your backlash
Don't get mad at the prospect
Of you throwing a bullseye at me
And if I'm reading the extract
I say, "its you who's phoned me back"
Yeah, fuck that
And the more I know I'm always trying
To meet you where you're safety-wired
'Cause I'll come to the goodness in the life
Now I'm not being sidetracked
My arms behind stopped me
Now someone's needing my life back
You played yourself for a right laugh
And don't be mad at the prospect
Of you throwing your arms at me
And there's nothing in the extracts
That say you really want me back
Yeah, fuck that
On the plane
As if you're holding up a card with my second name
For a start
Then you wait for me
'Cause the drive
Oh exists
Gone around the traffic then we'll take the bridge
So we do And you wait for me
'Cause when I come around yeah
Everything about it
Completely edifies me
You said I
Should be everything you want
Now I'm having your sidetrack
My arms behind they stop me
And how we need them to fight back
But you wanna be that guy's lass
Try to complain
You're tryna talk to God but he's forgot your name
Hold me through
When you're with me
Can you dry, assisted?
Talked all of it through but God I'm not convinced Now its through
I'm far away from you
When I think about it
Everything around it
Just stands me up contrived again
They said I
Should be everything you want
Now I'm rugging your sidetrack
My arms behind stop me
And how we need them to bite back
Before I'm feeling your backlash
Don't get mad at the prospect
Of you throwing a bullseye at me
And if I'm reading the extract
I say, "its you who's phoned me back"
Yeah, fuck that
And the more I know I'm always trying
To meet you where you're safety-wired
'Cause I'll come to the goodness in the life
Now I'm not being sidetracked
My arms behind stopped me
Now someone's needing my life back
You played yourself for a right laugh
And don't be mad at the prospect
Of you throwing your arms at me
And there's nothing in the extracts
That say you really want me back
Yeah, fuck that
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