100 lyrics for "I cant call it"

Leave your lover, leave him for me You'll never know the endless nights, the rhyming of the rain Or how it feels to fall behind and watch you call his name Pack up and leave everything Don't you see what I can bring Can't keep this beating heart at bay
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I'm in here Can't you hear my call? Are you coming to get me now? I've been waiting for You to come rescue me I need you to hold Living inside of me Can anybody help? All of the sadness I can not
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Can't stand your present job, afraid of getting fired Depressed? Staring at the0late night tube You could call that number But you'd just get someone just like you Well, I feel that way too Just the same as you Like it's getting worse before it's getting
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This is an S.O.S. Don't wanna second guess Now my heart's in two And I can't find the other half It's like I'm walking on broken glass Better believe I bled It's a call I'll never get This is the bottom line It's true, I gave my all for you
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Don't call collect Can't break it open You're only 16 goin' on forever Take it easy tiger Only 16 goin' on forever Gasping for air I'm chokin'
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Get a check, run it up Got my pot and got my 4 (got my 4 yeah) Water whip, my wrist got tore (whip whip, yeah) Frontin' work you can't afford (can't afford, yeah) Might took long, don't come up short (come up short, yeah) Call you down and you ignore
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Who am I living for? I can see the writing on the wall, I can't ignore this war, At the end of it all, At the end, at the end, It's never easy to be chosen, Never easy to be called, Standing on the front line when the bombs start to fall,
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Sufro, siento, rio, lloro Callo, grito, con toda mi gente Callo, grito, por que no me entienden Esta es mi tierra por ella es que hoy canto yo Por mi gente es que canto hoy Canto, canto Por mi gente es que grito yo Grito al saver que tu te sientes asi Si
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You don't hit my line no more, oh, oh I want you to make it ring, ring, ring, ring You don't make it ring, ring, ring, ring I can't keep this on the low Ring, ring, ring, ring Should I call first? I can't decide I want to, but a bitch got pride The
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I don't have the nerve to use my heart The thought of loving you just makes me sick I can throw a line but I can't reel it in I can throw a dart but I can't make it stick I can write the line but I can't sing the song I can call my momma but I won't go
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