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Are you the one or I just died
You move through galaxies you make me come alive
This ain't a crush it ain't no lust
Its just the kind of thing i can't touch
Did you know i'm one by your side
And there ain't nothin you could ever do that i would mind
I never met another one like you
I never met another one so cool
I never met another one like you
I never met another one like you
I livin' in the garden
And you dance so nice
The way i feel for you could stop the war tonight
I'd give you my number
I don't wanna be hard to find
Ain't lookin for a lover but you know you are my type
I don't wanna be the one that can't get enough
I hold you in my arms until the world turns to dust
I never met another one that gave me so much
I hold you in my arms until the planets combust
Till the sun and moon collide and all the lightning is struck
If you find me in your heart then show me all that you love
I never met another one like you
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Poptra$h
04:54
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Ain't there nothin' that you wanna know for sure
And if you had a chance to change the future
Would you hide behind the door?
Who are you servin from your morning day to night
(so now you close your eyes)
There ain't nothin in this world for me to fight
I can see the sunshine
What they feed you is a brain of cruel delights
I was born to see the signs of
Your poptrash
Your poptrash shit
Poptrash
Your poptrash dish
Nobody's sayin that your right or wrong or blind
But what you did to this beautiful garden
It makes me wonder why?
You sell em' hell and dangle insecurities that make divide
(but we don't take your rock)
There ain't nothin in this world for you to hide
They gonna try to take your light
Once you see that you were born to be divine
You were born to redefine the world from
Poptra$h
Imagine all around you nothing more
A Cloud no trace
You fill with all the wonder you ignored
From the modern race
(modern race blame)
Poptra$h it ain't my bag
everybody knows its a heart attack
Breakdown that funk
Clap your hands so electric
If you wanna rock house
Do the Force Quite
Shake that dish throw it on the floor
Make yourselves vibrate
Hit me on the four
Now your doin your thing
Straight off the track
Everybody in the house say poptra$h!
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Only Friends
05:46
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