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Lyrics
The way you drop Is like a stone Making out you're flying But you've just been thrown 'Til kingdom comes And through bitten tongues These eyes get stung With every curse that's sung These twisted times Can't compare to mine And heaven knows Where loving goes I should have guessed When I took that girl Do I love her still Well that's just a chill
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SongInfo
Release Year
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Genres
Acoustic
Alternative
Folk
Indie
Rock
Moods
Sad
Beautiful
Relaxed
Calm & Peaceful
Dreamy
Vocals
Female