1. |
Told You
02:54
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I want you to feel what Im feeling
I want you to feel what Im feeling
I want you to feel what Im feeling
Too
You want my problems okay
You want my problems okay
You want my problems okay
Im through
I want you to feel what Im feeling
I want you to feel what Im feeling
I want you to feel what Im feeling
Too
I guess I kinda miss it
The feeling is explicit
You throw a fit and now you cant no more
You told me you’re broke
I guess I kinda miss it
The feeling of being explicit
Don't tell i’m earnest
I just want to tell you i’m on it
I know that I’m cuban
But don’t ask me about the topic
I wanna feel some sort of chaotic
Rage so I’m on to you now.
You throw a fit and now I cant no more
You told me you’re broke
I guess I kinda miss it
The feeling of being explicit
Don’t tell me I’m earnest
I just want to tell you i’m on it
I know that I’m ironic
But I don’t care i need my payment
Give up all my money
I don’t care cause I want it now.
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2. |
Spit
03:42
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Wet
Theres no way that she's stopping me now
Spit
Sitting in my mouth
You say you want to be my friend
Why wont you be my lover
We don't even got to pretend
One hand washes another
Spit
Now we don't even got to pretend to get along
Maybe I could write a better song to get you going
And maybe we can find a way to work this out
Oh I just want to work it all out
Ow
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3. |
Waistline
03:19
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Shot
The highlight of "going far" is to go far
When you gotta get the money that tells you How long
Its a phone thats ringing that tells you where To start
The looking for the woman who stole your Heart
Bound to be the wrecker of the three
Its a shadow figure approaching me
From the Waistline view she taunts I believe
Just look another second and that will be
One good reason why I wont take an oath.
As I travel downtown I try to figure out
How much money do I need to make it more South
And away away I hop into the train
And away away a demon calls my name
The spells in her book took longer to cook
With the heart missing she gave another Look
And awake awake a pain in my chest
Looked another second I thought I was dead
One good reason why i wont take an oath
Now I'm drowning in a deep commotion
Like it matters where I’ve been
Well I'm gunna yell anyway
Now I'm drowning in all of my emotions
Like it matters what you’ve seen
Well I’m gunna yell anyway
Anyway
Anyway
Anyway
This is my new way to be going down down Down down down.
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4. |
Lemon Queen
02:52
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Why do I even get paid?
Well the girls get wild and I can’t remind you
That you cant count on me
To take all your keys and also go away
Gosh does it weigh a ton it lies with me
Have fun fool around, the money and me
Slow is the movement of speed
She plays a pretty love song a nice one
I cant give it away
This melody she sings she sings for me
God does it love me so it lies with me
In the hearts catacombs it lies with me
You said i wasn't good enough so imma go Away
You tell me that I have all these problems so Imm'a let it stain
You said I’m just another problem so imma Go away
I’ll Take the next trip up to Chicago live in my love estate okay?
Slow is the movement of speed
While she plays a pretty love song a nice one
I cant give it to you
This melody she sings she sings in tune
Gosh does it weigh a ton the money and me
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The Lo-Fi's Union City, New Jersey
Band based from Union CIty, NJ.
Pedro- Drums
Justin- Bass/Vocals
Phil- Guitar
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