Song | Love Judge |
Artist | Tingsek |
Artist | Ebrahim |
Artist | The Slakadeliqs |
Album | The Other Side of Tomorrow |
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Gone – Seven shakes of tail for three is one, five for none | |
Crying on cedar falls to spy old friends gone | |
But you were never one who'd take my call | |
After I've run and left you out on the floor in the hall | |
And yet you stay | |
You should have risen | |
You should have thought to take shape | |
You should have told me I was done forever | |
Cowrie shells and soft light | |
A trip will make my sins right | |
For my love | |
Rise up and stand for nothing | |
Phoenix shining on your eye | |
My hand tasting of my fondness for you | |
Scraping away your face | |
Worthless beggar | |
Status without authority | |
Ration your right to liberty | |
Free will is always at risk under tyrants | |
Focus skewed to see through | |
Patch up and rebuild | |
Cowrie shells and soft light | |
A trip will make my sins right | |
For you, my love |
Gone Seven shakes of tail for three is one, five for none | |
Crying on cedar falls to spy old friends gone | |
But you were never one who' d take my call | |
After I' ve run and left you out on the floor in the hall | |
And yet you stay | |
You should have risen | |
You should have thought to take shape | |
You should have told me I was done forever | |
Cowrie shells and soft light | |
A trip will make my sins right | |
For my love | |
Rise up and stand for nothing | |
Phoenix shining on your eye | |
My hand tasting of my fondness for you | |
Scraping away your face | |
Worthless beggar | |
Status without authority | |
Ration your right to liberty | |
Free will is always at risk under tyrants | |
Focus skewed to see through | |
Patch up and rebuild | |
Cowrie shells and soft light | |
A trip will make my sins right | |
For you, my love |
Gone Seven shakes of tail for three is one, five for none | |
Crying on cedar falls to spy old friends gone | |
But you were never one who' d take my call | |
After I' ve run and left you out on the floor in the hall | |
And yet you stay | |
You should have risen | |
You should have thought to take shape | |
You should have told me I was done forever | |
Cowrie shells and soft light | |
A trip will make my sins right | |
For my love | |
Rise up and stand for nothing | |
Phoenix shining on your eye | |
My hand tasting of my fondness for you | |
Scraping away your face | |
Worthless beggar | |
Status without authority | |
Ration your right to liberty | |
Free will is always at risk under tyrants | |
Focus skewed to see through | |
Patch up and rebuild | |
Cowrie shells and soft light | |
A trip will make my sins right | |
For you, my love |