I'm lost for like the thousandth time Take off whatever you have left Sing to me, something like you're lost For like the thousandth time
Whatever the deal I will be waiting for you and I know how it feels When English won't get it quite done Let's take to the hills And sunburn what is left of us Whatever the deal I won't abandon this quite yet
My boss is slacking off again His boss is taking drugs with him Sting you bee and count it as a loss For like the thousandth time
Whatever the deal I will be waiting for you and I know how it feels When English won't get it quite done Let's take to the hills And sunburn what is left of us Whatever the deal I won't abandon this quite yet
From my lips to your ears this is the truth Keeping it clean will better serve you It's not like it is going to take a lot of time Just step outside and tangle into your sun Come closer More closely Come closer
Let's take to the hills And smoke out all the villages Whatever the deal I won't abandon it quite yet
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Compositores: Jonathan Forrest Bates (Mellowdrone), Greg D Griffith (Gregory D Griffith), Anthony Mario Dematteo (de Matteo Anthony Mario) ECAD: Obra #1924738