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K Os Atlantis Hymns For Disco

for Sunday morning, Sunday morning Everyday is Saturday night But I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning Everyday is Saturday night But I can't wait for

gets old, when the game gets sold I spent a lot of time, perusin' the T Dot Maybe a beats hot, but syllables bleeped out Many men turn to mice when searchin' for

she played it Made me feel like I was back home Her eyes, like two suns Shinning down on this desert I roam That is why I, I can't take this feeling in my heart anymore Time for

for the mirror in the sky Make me row my boat out to the sea But they're knocking on my door again Dressed up and nowhere to go I am looking for the

, ego But even that is a battle So hard to keep my motives pure and not metal Rebels, without a cause, break laws But I'd rather break food over the beat for

see your eyes run dry Subliminal pro, I've got to go Plus I couldn't be the pound in your chest Game for fame, for checkmate, I've got a new mind state

You say you love me but then you turn and walk away All for a love not even born yesterday I see you on the streets and you just pass me by You think

were divorced. the way it was easy, a rock in the past so what's the matter with you, when the rock just laughed carrying a load for the conscious untoiling

Sometimes the way we look at life can be too serious Cuz were dancin by the pale moon light I wake up in the morning and I get delerious Cuz of something