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• Artiste: Jeremy Loops
• Titre: Running Away
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Your lips, your thighs, your hips, your hmm... Stop running away from it all! Look, and as I sit by myself tryin' to understand why You would leave me like that, feed me all of those lies All those times that I look into your eyes, I'm thinkin' That we're sharing our life Beneath it, though, you have something to hide, right? And I wanna hide that I kinda mind, could be mindful of blind-sightedness Only makes it worse, I whenever my time to Back when I would hold you or stroke you or sing to you... About your lips, and your thighs Your hips, and your eyes Oh, the way you grew The way you move along The list of things That I'd do to you You'd best not know... Stop running away from it all, go! (Hey, mm, what you do?) Stop running away from it all (Hey, ho, as she says) (Oh, we are born to get some) (Oh, we all want to get some) Stop running away from it all (Put your hands on me) Stop running, stop running, stop running away! It get worse, though, listen! Uh, she would push me and I would shove her back And I would push her and she would shove me back I'd say I love her, she said she hates me back I'm like fuck that, you can't do that And tell me, is there something That you believe in, or how're you gonna live And tell me, is there something That you believe in, or how're you gonna live And tell me, is there something That you believe in, or how're you gonna live And tell me, is there something That you believe in, or how're you gonna live (Oh, we are born to get some) (Oh, we all want to get some) Stop running away from it all (Put your hands on me) Stop running, stop running, stop running away! Your lips, and your thighs Your hips, and your eyes Oh, the way you grew The way you move along The list of things That I'd do to you You'd best not know... Stop running away from it all, go! (Oh, we are born to get some) (Oh, we all want to get some) Stop running away from it all (Put your hands on me) Stop running, stop running, stop running away! (Oh, we are born to get some) (Oh, we all want to get some) Stop running away from it all (Put your hands on me) Stop running, stop running, stop running away! Stop running away from it all!