
Nicotine Love (StraightFace Remix) Tricky (Ft. Young Fathers)
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[Young Fathers & Tricky]
Get on your knees, don't make it pretty
But take my oath
[?] made, I'm dead
No ordinary winners, eh
And when you speak out, they shoot you down
It's okay
Where are all the good men, they're not around
And when you speak out
Suddenly, the feelings all gone
They shoot you down
Trembling under your thoughts
Where are all the good men
If I-I die will the moment still come
They're not around
If I-I die will the moment still...
Nights on the line, but you would
Make matters worse than heed
Call it a curse, that you would
I know you more
My telephone's tapped, I hear them
My telephone's tapped, I hear you
My telephone's tapped, I knew you more
And when you speak out, they shoot you down
Where are all the good men, they're not around
([?] out to edges, bow my head forever, walkin' round to [?])
(Flippin' the mattress, shakin' the rooftop, [?] to the stage, I can really dance look at my pants, [?] in the back of the [?])
Nicotine
Get on your knees, don't make it pretty
But take my oath
[?] made, I'm dead
No ordinary winners, eh
And when you speak out, they shoot you down
It's okay
Where are all the good men, they're not around
And when you speak out
Suddenly, the feelings all gone
They shoot you down
Trembling under your thoughts
Where are all the good men
If I-I die will the moment still come
They're not around
If I-I die will the moment still...
Nights on the line, but you would
Make matters worse than heed
Call it a curse, that you would
I know you more
My telephone's tapped, I hear them
My telephone's tapped, I hear you
My telephone's tapped, I knew you more
And when you speak out, they shoot you down
Where are all the good men, they're not around
([?] out to edges, bow my head forever, walkin' round to [?])
(Flippin' the mattress, shakin' the rooftop, [?] to the stage, I can really dance look at my pants, [?] in the back of the [?])
Nicotine
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