62 lyrics for "I need to be your king"

I'm swimming to the surface I'm coming up for air Oh, I need a breath I need a breath Fill my lungs 'Cause you're making me feel nervous I need to clear my head I can't believe my ears I don't wanna believe my ears
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You kept on thinking You were the only one Too busy thinking Love is a gun It's not that complicated But you're gonna need a bullet proof soul Wasn't that enough for you? I know the end Before the story's been told
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Just a little bit of your heart Just a little bit of your heart is all I want Just a little bit is all I'm asking for I don't ever ask you where you've been And I don't feel the need to Know who you're with I can't even think straight but I can tell You
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I've recognized the glow of your low beams numerous times I'll be by the Batphone if you need to get a hold Making a selection Opening credits roll Panoramic windows looking out across your soul I want an interesting synonym To describe this thing That
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But I ain't got no one sleepin' with me Maybe I love you Maybe I'm just kind of bored It is what it is And you ain't got nowhere that you need to be I think were thinking to hard To put on your shoes and get in your car
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My ring is yours (save it, for me) Everything is yours (save it all for me) I need you to make me happy There will never be nobody Everything is yours Up at a time when I shouldn't be Thinking 'bout things that I shouldn't be Sad about shit I'm sad about
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How deep is your love, how deep is your love I really mean to learn 'Cause we're living in a world of fools Breaking us down when they all should let us be We belong to you and me And it's me you need to show How deep is your love? And you come to me on
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Yeah but baby you're the one I need to stay Got a few bad habits babe Before you cause my little heart to break And my drinking baby I can cut down on it too I got to cut you lose now baby Cut down on my smoking babe Cut down on my smoking babe yeah
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It's a beautiful war Worth fighting for Left them something The tip of your tongue The top of your lungs Don't mean nothing Don't need nothing Bite your tongue
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I'm drowning, I'm drowning Hungry for the kill, but this hunger, it isn't you Voices disappear when you are speaking, in sombre tunes I will be the wolf and when you're starving, you'll need it too It isn't you, it isn't You are right, I'll move on But
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