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Nicole Cassandra Smit
Nicole Cassandra Smit
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nicole Cassandra Smit
Nicole Cassandra Smit
Composer
Kameelah Waheed
Kameelah Waheed
Composer
Chris Greive
Chris Greive
Composer
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Chris Greive
Chris Greive
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Lyrics

Om sanningen kom fram, Att jag stannade Att jag stannar i din famn Kommer du få vara min Eller lämna ingenting I din vaka sorgen blir instinkt Jag kommer ner och ser dig Jag kommer ner och ber Sakta faller säkert Sakta faller jag In the palm of your hands the story began As many before, your sentences ran I wanted it more Oooh In the back of my mind the emptiest line Is how I define A meaningless rhyme That dances in time Aim for empty Fill it Sell it Ground beneath me Stutter, shudder, scatter Once Needy I was greedy for the love I gave free for a buzz When it ended, I was leaning for the drug, Had to learn true meaning one love I ain't sure if it's need or a want I ignored all signs reinvented myself Can't heal cause I miss you its official Going numb, now I'm here resurrecting my wealth Once Needy I was greedy for the love I gave free for a buzz When it ended, I was leaning for the drug, Had to learn true meaning one love I ain't sure if it's need or a want I ignored all signs reinvented myself Can't heal cause I miss you its official Going numb, now I'm here resurrecting my wealth In the palm of your hands the story began As many before, your sentences ran I wanted it more Oooh In the back of my mind the emptiest line Is how I define A meaningless rhyme That dances in time In the palm of your hands the story began As many before, your sentences ran I wanted it more Oooh In the back of my mind the emptiest line Is how I define A meaningless rhyme That dances in time Aim for empty As many before In the palm of your hands the story began As many before, your sentences ran I wanted it more Oooh In the back of my mind the emptiest line Is how I define A meaningless rhyme That dances in time In the palm of your hands the story began As many before, your sentences ran I wanted it more Oooh In the back of my mind the emptiest line Is how I define A meaningless rhyme That dances in time
Writer(s): Chris Greive, Kameelah Waheed, Nicole Cassandra Smit Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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