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Talk It Through produced by Ayo Beatz and Youth Club for Rich Kids.
Artwork by Conor Hayward.
lyrics
Time, you messed up my body clock
You fell through my hands, I feel like the man with out the sand.
And it’s time, the kick started kicking in, feel nothing beneath my skin,
Only shivers when the end it starts to begin.
But I will break your heart if you want me too
Turn the tables, kill me whenever you’re in the mood
And maybe when we’re sober we can talk it through,
Or keep on blowing kisses but only to the moon, but only to the moon.
Sleep, you’re getting away from me,
With eyes shut it’s hard to see, that there’s blood all over your t-shirt,
Don’t ask me why I stay. You don’t like my frame of mind.
If only we could be kind, then on late nights we’ll fade away, we’ll fade away.
But I will break your heart if you want me too
Turn the tables, kill me whenever you’re in the mood
And maybe when we’re sober we can talk it through,
Or keep on blowing kisses but only to the moon, but only to the moon.
But I will break your heart if you want me too
Turn the tables, kill me whenever you’re in the mood
And maybe when we’re sober we can talk it through,
Or keep on blowing kisses but only to the moon
I will break your heart if you want me too
Turn the tables, kill me whenever you’re in the mood
And maybe when we’re sober we can talk it through,
Or keep on blowing kisses but only to the moon, but only to the moon.
credits
released April 3, 2014
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