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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lynch Mob
Lynch Mob
Performer
Anthony Esposito
Anthony Esposito
Bass
George Lynch
George Lynch
Guitar
Mick Brown
Mick Brown
Drums
Oni Logan
Oni Logan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Esposito
Anthony Esposito
Songwriter
George Lynch
George Lynch
Composer
Mick Brown
Mick Brown
Songwriter
Oni Logan
Oni Logan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lynch Mob
Lynch Mob
Producer
Anthony Esposito
Anthony Esposito
Producer
Max Norman
Max Norman
Producer

Lyrics

So ya love your money, honey, love the dope Fill your dreams with a thousand hopes You know I just don't know What you're looking for, oh And now's the time, but its' just a little too late Shy, she was shy She took a one way ticket on an endless ride Well it's on and on She ain't never coming down Right, it's alright Being hungry child You know it ain't no crime Her burning fire, just looking for a better way Oh, but as the time seems to pass her by And the memories fade away Rain As it pours in her world Rain Oh how she weeps without a sound Smokeless nights, as you're out on your own When you stop and wonder If your heart has turned to stone Then you take a drag from your smoke And blow your thoughts away But time and time as you look around As to what you see Rain As it pours in her world Rain Oh how she weeps without a sound But she still wants more Oooh, yeah, yeah Things will never change Shame, lust How you walk around with your head above the clouds Oooh, yeah, yeah And you're never coming down Rain As it pours in her world Rain Oh how she weeps without a sound
Writer(s): Oni Logan, George Lynch, Curtis Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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