Don't add words
Words just confuse it
You taped my sentences over your mouth
You are so perfect
Give me a purpose
What is the love I am singing for
La la la
All of your words come alive in my brain
Firework fizzle and die in the flame
Grain of the pill on my tongue
Is a hole where your sentence belongs
You got that hustle
So why you sleep so long
The future is calling you keep it holding on
You'll be a writer
But if this is heaven
Why'd I go deaf in the sting of the glow
Busk on the corner, give me all your gold
Shotgun my ride, we'll be out of this hole
Graces catch me I'm speeding down the high street toward the fall
Toward the fall
The
What the hell am I singing for
What the hell am I singing for
What the hell am I singing for
Do you even give a f*ck about me
I don't think it's inside you to care
Do you even give a f*ck about me
You wouldn't care if making love was free
Singing for
Christopher Marlowe - Volcano Lyrics
Christopher Marlowe - Volcano Lyrics
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Don't add words
Words just confuse it
You taped my sentences over your mouth
You are so perfect
Give me a purpose
What is the love I am singing for
La la la
All of your words come alive in my brain
Firework fizzle and die in the flame
Grain of the pill on my tongue
Is a hole where your sentence belongs
You got that hustle
So why you sleep so long
The future is calling you keep it holding on
You'll be a writer
But if this is heaven
Why'd I go deaf in the sting of the glow
Busk on the corner, give me all your gold
Shotgun my ride, we'll be out of this hole
Graces catch me I'm speeding down the high street toward the fall
Toward the fall
The
What the hell am I singing for
What the hell am I singing for
What the hell am I singing for
Do you even give a f*ck about me
I don't think it's inside you to care
Do you even give a f*ck about me
You wouldn't care if making love was free
Singing for
Words just confuse it
You taped my sentences over your mouth
You are so perfect
Give me a purpose
What is the love I am singing for
La la la
All of your words come alive in my brain
Firework fizzle and die in the flame
Grain of the pill on my tongue
Is a hole where your sentence belongs
You got that hustle
So why you sleep so long
The future is calling you keep it holding on
You'll be a writer
But if this is heaven
Why'd I go deaf in the sting of the glow
Busk on the corner, give me all your gold
Shotgun my ride, we'll be out of this hole
Graces catch me I'm speeding down the high street toward the fall
Toward the fall
The
What the hell am I singing for
What the hell am I singing for
What the hell am I singing for
Do you even give a f*ck about me
I don't think it's inside you to care
Do you even give a f*ck about me
You wouldn't care if making love was free
Singing for
Writer: Christopher Martin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid