100 lyrics for "T"

I wanna go home with you Home with you Why don't we find somewhere quiet? Too many cooks in the kitchen Too many fools here listening Yeah, we can do whatever you want to Come on and set the mood Yeah, we can go as slow as you want to
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I admit that I'm a lil' messed up But I can hide it when I'm all dressed up Good at overthinking with my heart How you even think it got this far? And I can be needy, way too damn needy I can be needy, tell me how good it feels to be needed I can be
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Where do we go from here? God have mercy And should we really care? The end is finally here People have round shoulders from fairing heavy loads And the soldiers liberate them, laying mines along their roads Sorrow paid for valor is too much to recall Of
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Under the same sun I know that we'll be forever Forever together as one And our hearts will share the same shelter We share a place under the same sun Cold blue rain I don't wanna think about it Same old place See your face
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Love figures I wish I could hurt you back Love, what would you do if you couldn't get me back You're the one who's gonna lose Something so special, something so real Tell me boy, how in the fuck would you feel? If you couldn't get me back That's what I
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I need your love I need it even when it hurts me I won't give up I won't give up so come and get me Tried to fake it I can't take it Boy you trap my heart I can't shake it 'bout to break in to a hundred million parts I need your love (I don't want it) I
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Did the dash and I blowed the brains (Dash and I blowed the brain) Countin' cash on a private plane (Countin' cash on a private plane, uh) Couple M's off the sound exchange (Couple M's off the sound exchange) Richard Millie, no time to explain (Richard
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This time has gotta be our last time Here we are again going in this cheap place What if was seen by a friend and they recognize our face We both know that it's wrong we both should be at home I know that you want me just as much as I want you You've got
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And I don't think on why I'm here where it hurts I'm just lucky to have the work But I thank God for the work When I get home from work Sunday morning I'm too tired to go to church I'll call up all my friends And we'll go bust up something beautiful
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