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3rd Alley
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Hit Mix
Lyricist:Billie Holiday
Preachy 'bout a falsehood trade Counting fingers, 'bout the lot you made Nonchalant don't care look plastic smile Laughin' to the bank with shag hairstyle
Catch myself looking around Stuck in the shallow end and it's makin' me drown Lick your finger, and hold it to the sky Grab your sail man and raise it real high, cause
Eh, who you think you're foolin' Eh, who you think you're foolin' Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Use it abuse it every time, I swear you bruise it Generically rich with your music And tears fall when you lose it Turning you on is like a bite from a shark
Bet you'd go pop 'cause you're hollow, no heart Rooftop, we're looking down Watching your red flowers turn brown
Hit mix, it's your profession Don't confuse passion with obsession
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