I get it on when I lay my fingers on, let me drift away Take me to a place I have known before Let me hear the words you know I adore Let me slip away
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I get it on When I lay my fingers on Let me drift away Take me to a place I have known before Let me hear the words you know I adore Let me slip away
What I tell is a different story What I have, I take, then give it all away So, if you'd like to come this way Then help me climb the walls that stand
In the year when your bicycle broke You were crying in the yard But the world was a glorious game New adventures stole your heart It will come, it will
Sugar smile savvy, the king of the kerb Got a temper in the style of a bomb Got his friends in his pocket or safe behind bars All the local boys know
You should have been a rambler, a counterfeit gambler Would you steal the sunflowers for me? I see you've been fighting with Molotov writing They tried
It is not too late to carry on So you've made mistakes And here's another one Oh, but you deserve another chance Chase it round until you face yourself
Am I anyone to ease the way? You want inner calm, I deviate I'm not what you want to be, I'm not the same Can't live in doubt, with or without finding
Life is easy, where you?re coming from You take what pleases and you turn it on Born from a wayward style that?s running wild You?re the stranger that
I wanna get wired on something new I wanna get high on something I wanna get wired on something new Every wide open space It's the gaping holes that
Am i anyone to ease the way? You want inner calm. I deviate I?m not what you want to be, i?m not the same Can?t live in doubt, with or without finding
I don?t wanna save your world I don?t want anyone knowing I don?t wanna stake what shines I don?t want anyone knowing I don?t wanna lead your riot Anyone
It is not too late to carry on So you've made mistakes And here's another one Oh but you deserve another chance Chase it round until you face yourself
In the year when your bicycle broke, You were crying in the yard, But the world was a glorious game, New adventures stole your heart. It will come, it
You should have been a rambler, A counterfeit gambler, Would you steal the sunflowers for me, I see you've been fighting, With molotov writing, They tried
