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Artiste:
Rex Laurent
Titre:
I Feel Like Grace
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Pink cloud, fell on frontrunner You're working the room, while I'm working the curb Got a thousand watt smile and you know how to use it 'Til you clean up the house, and you turn up the music You told me you were a junkie, you didn't tell me your vice Guess if you're gonna be a writer gotta go live some life And when you run out of new stories gotta start selling lies Theres no more pills at this party guess you gotta go find a girl I could be your girl I could be your party I could be your after I don't really care Sleeping through the daylight anyway Spitting at the mirror, "Stupid skank" When you look at me, I feel like grace I feel like grace (I wanna be your girl) I wanna be your girl I wanna be your party I wanna be your after Cryin' to the camera just to see it on your face Fogging up the windows Can we take it to your place Droppin' off my chips at the Salvation Army Never wanna see your face again, don't call me Horse blood, straight into the teeth mark Takes another chemical, I'm already on one Wake up in the morning when I see it I see stars I pull myself together like a centerfold girl I could be your girl I could be your party I could be your after I don't really care Sleeping through the daylight anyway Spitting at the mirror, "Stupid skank" When you look at me, I feel like grace I feel like grace I wanna be your girl I wanna be your girl I wanna be your party I wanna be your after You wanna know my hidden talent? I know you Better than anyone else knows you White horse, pale horse Whole house full of posers Dreams of marking on my skin I've never seen those White horse, pale horse Whole house full of posers Dreams of marking on my skin I've never seen those I could be your girl I could be your girl I could be your party Yeah, I could be your after No, I don't really care I'm sleeping through the daylight anyway Spitting at the mirror, "Stupid skank" When you look at me, I feel like grace I feel like grace I feel like grace