Just like they say it in the song Until the dawn, let’s Marvin Gaye and get it on Let’s Marvin Gaye and get it on You got the healing that I want Woah, there's loving in your eyes That pulls me closer It's so subtle, I'm in trouble But I'd love to be in

Where I let these demons remain Nobody said these bones wouldn't break Along the way, along the way Remove yourself We are the burden I thought you left me to die These wounds are getting deeper I've been betrayed and left behind Poison filling my mind

Haciéndole cosas con ella me quiero perder (Eh-eh, eh-eh) con ella me quiero perder me trae recuerdos del ayer me trae recuerdos del ayer (Oh-oh) Hay necesidades que no tienen control Yo necesito tocarte Le serví un trago

You love me a saint or a sinner Somewhere between darkness and light And the gray where we live between wrong and right Whether I'm lost or I'm washed in the river Somehow we've stumbled our way into love There's two kinds of prayers on your knees The

To talk to God Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang (hey!) So our matching legs

I try my best to behave And I can't help feelin' this way And is it some kind of fiction? Or the sweetest addiction? So what if I'm crazy 'Cause love makes me do it It's not my fault so don't blame me 'Cause love makes me I tear the shrink wrap off

Hangman we played rubber soul with a razor blade Behind the church, hiding place, It was a long joke till the punch line came. Can you read my mind, read my mind Follow along to the end of the song Hangman we played double dutch with a hand grenade

Free smoke, free smoke aye! Ya dun know, eh? Is it the strength of your feelings Overthrowing your pain You'll see new heights you'll be reaching And is it today that you will find your new release And in your wake, ripple your sweet fate (And more chune

Ya nada es como antes Nada es como antes Yeh-yeh-yeh-yeh, ey Ayer me acordé de la primera vez, ey Que te hice reir, de cuando te busqué Que buenos tiempos aquellos, ey Recuerdos muy bellos, ey Cuando te montaste y cambiaste la estación Nada de reggaetón,

Nobody stands in between me and my man It's me and Mr. Jones (me and Mr. Jones) What kind of fuckery is this? You made me miss the Slick Rick gig (oh, Slick Rick) And thought I didn't love you when I did (when I did) Can't believe you played me out like