100 lyrics for "This time, this time"

Overwhelming power Keep on burning, change There's a river of time Let us worship this god of destruction On nothing we can rely All is gone, belong to the past You should learn by the time Everything changing over and over We're all falling so fast Keep
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Running from my heart Hate to go so soon This has to be the end You won't see me again The far side of the moon Get away from me Wish that I could hear this Ain't got time for your nonsense Don't wanna hear you speak
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My shadow doesn't show in the dark The night time is inclined to my heart The emptiness I felt from the start Will follow me till I fall apart Nocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal, nocturnal Found myself where I started, this isn't where I want to be The time
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And now's the time, the time is now To sing my song I've been this way ten years to the day I can't find my bluebird I keep rambling, baby Leaves are falling all around It's time I was on my way
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I wanna ride all night 'Til we get tomorrow shining in the headlights I want to show you around this little farm town Find some places that we can’t be found, girl Just wanna take my time, just you and me baby Bet you’d look good on a two lane back road
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Thought I'd been touched Thought I'd been kissed Thought I'd been loved But it was nothing, nothing like this There's nothing in my life I'd say I regret But there's something in your eyes that makes me forget The times that I believed that love was good
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Eternal sunshine in this elevated world of mine Lookin' for this hour glass of time Tryna find my purpose on this grand design Is there anybody out there living 4, 5, 6's on the streets they shootin' Is there any money out there for me? You just listen
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Now lightning strikes in old New York It may be dark but I want to talk It might rain, it might snow Too many things I got to know If this is spring than it's time to sing Never mind the l'il birdies wing Look out, look out, old New York New York's
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But I told you so I hate that it didn't work out this time I was getting kinda used to calling you mine Now you're gone for good I wanted you to prove me wrong And I hate to say that I told you so (told you so) All the nights, and the fights 'Til we
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Alright, Gambino is a mastermind, fuck a bitch to pass the time Mass appeal, orange rind, smoke your green, I'm spendin' mine The beat is witches brew, but beware this shit is potent E.E. Cummin' on her face, now that's poetry in motion Yeah, Gambino
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