100 lyrics for "We don't need to,"

No remorse No repent We don't care what it meant Another day Another death Another sorrow Another breath War without end No mercy for what we are doing No thought to even what we have done We don't need to feel the sorrow No remorse for the helpless one
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Get someone you love? Get someone you need? Fuck that, get money I can't give you my soul 'cause we're never alone I don't want your body But I hate to think about you with somebody else Our love has gone cold You're intertwining your soul with somebody
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From three little girls Cause all my world's sad and weary My three little girls When this world got you feelin' low I don't need nowhere else to go Cause I get all the love I need They're in the garden collectin' snails On the bed read fairy tales I get
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When I need you Wake up I'm pounding on the door Where the hell are you I don't want you Until we see this eye to eye I'm not the man I was before I won't hurt you anymore I'm not sober all the time You bring me down at least you try
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We could just run them red lights We’re going to make it now Don’t ever turn around Nobody else needs to know Where we might go There ain’t no reason to stay We’ll be light years away What are we waiting for Blacked out,
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That for worse or for better we're better together Please just come back home No don't say that you're sorry And I won't say I told you so Oh can't you see You said you needed your space I wasn't where you wanted to be I didn't stand in your way
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Probably make a mil with her Faded, swear to God I'm faded My bitch educated, had her clients pay the payment She don't need a damn thing, my bitch look like Tammy Toe Hit the strip like every week plus we burn up half an O It's that life that got no
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I'm somewhere between love I got feelings I don't trust I'm right in between love But maybe I need ya 'Cause it's harder than I thought Maybe I need ya But you always want too much Oh, fuck it, I need ya
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I just have a gut feeling Don't know why I don't know what it was, really But the more we touch, the more it starts killing me Got the answers that I need Intuition telling me
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