100 lyrics for "I'm not going"

I don't need another lover I don't need to make amends But I'm done going undercover I just want to find a friend One day the world may end But there's still plenty to discover Till then I'll just pretend We're gonna live forever Ooh it's troubling
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I'm a man of my convictions Call me wrong, call me right But I bring my better angels to every fight You may not like where I'm going But you sure know where I stand Hate me if you want to Love me if you can Sometimes I think that war is necessary Every
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You're sexy but you know it, know it, know it You're the reason I'm going crazy You're sexy but you know it I wanna see you when I wake up, wake up, wake up Cause you look good without make up, make up, make up Ain't nothing on you phony, phony, phony
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And I'm not going home with you, home with you I ain't got no time for no games Tell me what you like but it's never gon' change I'm not being rude, can you give me my space 'Cause I do what wan-wanna do So you do what you wan-wanna do Your words are
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I'm n luv with a stripper She popping she rolling she rolling She climbing that pole and She tripping she playing she playing I'm not going nowhere girl I'm staying I'm n luv with a stripper Yea yea yea I Need to get her over to my crib and do that night
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'Cause you're under the blade, ohh You're under the blade A glint of steel, a flash of light You know you're not going home tonight Be it jack or switch, doctor's or mind You can't escape From the bed you've made When your time has come You'll accept the
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I may not be as honest as I ought to be now When the walls go up, I said it didn't worry me But it hit me and I cannot hold it in I can just be paranoid, don't quell the desire to love What was really going on, does it really fucking matter? Baby is all
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Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah Slidin' on the water like a jet-ski, yeah I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah Chopper with the scope so do not test me, yeah Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitch Fifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist
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I keep telling myself I'm not the desperate type Sitting out dances on the wall Trying to forget everything that isn't you I'm not going home alone 'Cause I don't do too well on my own But you've got me looking in through blinds I'm sleeping my way out
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