100 lyrics for "(And again and again and again)"
And And yeah you know I gotta bring it back again again And And I tell 'em hold on I don't understand whats happening Lord willin' Make a difference, lord willin' Uh, lord willin' I tell 'em hold on And And So I tell 'em hold on So I tell em
PlayBringing me down Making my heart feel sore Because it's good Dark shines So be mine and and your innocence I will consume Passing by you light up my darkest skies You'll take only seconds to draw me in Hold your hands up to your eyes again again Hide from the
PlayHand full of grams, other hand full of them bands Wear the Balmain like a Nike Tech I be ballin’ like Mike and and them I got two TECs like I fight the ref Pussy boy know it’s on sight for him Came up on some bands Balmain the sweater, Truey the pants He did
PlayPlease help me mend my broken heart And And let me live again again I could never see tomorrow How can you mend a broken heart? How can you stop the rain from falling down? How can you stop the sun from shining? What makes the world go round? How can you mend this
PlayOn New Year's Day I will be with you again again I, I will begin again again All is quiet on New Year's Day A world in white gets underway I want to be with you Be with you, night and and day
PlayBlank face in the windowpane Made clear in seconds of light Disappears and and returns again again Counting hours, searching the night Might be waiting for someone Might be there for us to see Might be in need of talking Might be staring directly at me Inside
PlayOn the blessed hellride Oh, you can never get too low when you're so damn high Oh, been out rolling, on the blessed hellride You can never get too low when you're so damn high, Break me down and and roll me once again again Got no time to think of now and and then
PlayI've come so far, I won't turn away Let go of the past and and live for today No, I never said it was easy We're starting over again again Oh, you fucking gotta believe me We nearly fell off the edge Circled by the wolves Circled by the wolves, they want me dead
PlayReplicated errors, we smash against these glaciers of mistakes And And find ourselves drowning in the flood We fold in difficult fashion, pinions clipped and and forgotten So we grow fray and and suffer the cold Like a shiver inside our own reason Your feigned
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