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Atmosphere( Atmosphere (music group) )
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Star Shaped Heart (Instrumental Version)
Dusty trails Jezabels singing about heads and tails Breast pocket full of useless words I made a promise I would prove my worth I gotta work, gotta work 'til I sweat poison You gaining on it like you tryin' ta exploit him I gave a fuck when I was a lot younger But Lady Luck got a box cutter She laughs at her suiters, consumers Tune her in the letter, blast out the woofers The usual is the new normal Beautiful lurks in the background vocals I don't shit in the sandbox I'm not winning the dance off
And I ain't trying to sound scummy But if you lick my wounds it taste like money
Tattoo say 'love life' Attitude like a sunrise And when the tongue come untied You keep it on a quick draw like a gunfight If it's done right strange is a single arm The truth is I only came here to read your palms The freaks keep it moving 'til the beat is gone We're trying to grow a greener lawn It goes 'oh my goodness' We got too much love, now there's nowhere to put it Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Time flew like it's designed to do And all we left behind were clues The handprints are bloody Because the puppy outran the bunny
And I ain't trying to sound hungry But if you lick my wounds it taste like money
Do you like to make party? Yeah, you and who's army? Man, we're on a random mission With a van full of vandalism Study my mannerisms These are not the hands of a handsome prince But I feel like a supernova Don't lose control of the booze or the motor I got a star shaped heart You got a house made out of face cards This graveyard used to be a K-Mart But before that it was a graveyard You can't be a rich man If your soul is a swimming pool of quicksand
And I ain't trying to sound funny But if you lick my wounds it taste like money
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