100 lyrics for "I turn into"

How do you? He's bitter and twisted, he knows what he wants He wants to be loved and he wants to belong He wants you to listen, he wants us to weep And he was a stupid baby who turned into a powerful freak But how do you? He lives with his mother, but we
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When you came into my life It took my breath away And the world stopped turnin' round For your love It took my breath away, oh yeah Just forever in love 'Cause your love has found its way to my heart 'Cause your love has found its way
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The time to go has come and gone Why can't I? Why can't I say goodnight? It's almost sunrise Hours and hours gone by Candles are burned down Turned into morning light The whole world is sleeping And still I can't give in It's a love story
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Gotta get me some. And it turns out she's got everything I want, but all rolled into one. She smokes a little home grown, drinks a little Cuervo. Still a little down home, there was never a doubt. You know, she's got everything I want, but all rolled
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Freak magnet Straitjacket Pushin' back at you Call me the billionaire breaker, turn 'em into my bitch I'm the king of the freaks a' down here diggin' a ditch I'm at a weed cafe on a Netherlands street Riding a caffeine buzz and I'm starting to peak
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Soon as I thought I was having a good time This nigga think he slick See, everybody trying hit me with the homie convo And the homie convo Turn into the money convo (I ain't gon' beat around the bush my nigga Let a nigga borrow a couple hundred dollars
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I can’t deny, I’d die without this Make me feel like a god I’m addicted to this I must confess Shove your kiss straight through my chest Music, love and sex (Adrenalize me) I crave excess Turning wine into sweat dripping down my neck
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They go from getting buzzed into wasted Might not remember what they're sayin' A honky-tonk station Spendin' what you spent the week makin' Ask a little hottie what her name is Radio turned up and playin' loud The whole world's asleep and we're wide
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When the storm hits your front door, with a roar you can't ignore, When the days turn into night, you don't got no chance to fight, I hope some day, when I'm dead and gone, We learn to right, everything that's wrong, With loving hands, turn sick to
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I want every other freckle Oh oh oh oh oh (oh oh oh oh oh) I want to share your mouthful I want to do all the things your lungs do so well I’m gonna bed into you like a cat prance into a beanbag Turn you inside out and lick you like a crisp packet
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