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Twisted
7.968
R&B/Soul
Twisted wurde am 1. September 2017 von Alex Who? / EMPIRE als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtThis Is Who, Pt. 1 - EP
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Veröffentlichungsdatum1. September 2017
LabelAlex Who? / EMPIRE
LanguageEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM82

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Songtexte

So, you think you've found yourself another Mr. Right?
The perfect guy to keep you warm at night
But what you don't know is he got one on the side
For every Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday night
You don't know it and it's such a shame
That by Friday he's forgotten all the names
He's never lying when he says he's working late
He's working hard to get the dresses off his date
But you can dry your eyes, my love
Darling, you're not to blame
'Cause in the end they're all the same, all the same
Oh, why must it be this way?
Can't believe anything they say
When nobody shows their face
In this twisted little game we play
Why must it be this way?
In the end it's a cruel charade
It's our own hearts that we betray
In this twisted little game we play
So, you think you've found yourself an angel in disguise?
That's what you see when you look into her eyes
But the truth is that you're blind to all the lies
You really think that all she wants is a nice guy?
And I ain't saying that it's not completely true
But what you don't know is that she got a few
You want her many, yeah, I hate to break the news
But tell me where you think she got those Jimmy Choos?
But you can dry your eyes, my love
Darling, you're not to blame
'Cause in the end they're all the same, all the same
Oh, why must it be this way?
Can't believe anything they say
When nobody shows their face
In this twisted little game we play
Why must it be this way?
In the end it's a cruel charade
It's our own hearts that we betray
In this twisted little game we play
Everyone's so damn fake
Everyone's so afraid
So don't let them change your way
Oh, why must it be this way?
Can't believe anything they say
When nobody shows their face
In this twisted little game we play
Why must it be this way?
In the end it's a cruel charade
It's our own hearts that we betray
In this twisted little game we play
Why must it be this way?
Can't believe anything they say
When nobody shows their face
In this twisted little game we play
Why must it be this way?
In the end it's a cruel charade
It's our own hearts that we betray
In this twisted little game we play
Written by: Alex Greggs, Brad Daymond, Mischke Butler
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