100 lyrics for "Like the air"
I guess I'm making all the right wrong turns tonight Seat laid back running Fingers through my hair Watching miles go by Like she just don't care Looking at me with One thing on her mind Stopped and got a little gasoline at the old bean peak
PlayI'm drowning in the pain Breaking down again Looking for a lifeline I've been looking for a lifeline For what seems like a lifetime Is there anybody out there? Can you pull me from this ocean of despair? When I was a boy I didn't care 'bout a thing
PlayThat's what your love's like That's what your love, Your love's like breathing in the salty air Of summer on a private island just for me Your love's like the feeling I get When my favorite songs spinnin' in my head Keep it play playin' on repeat It's
PlayOn our knees we'll feast on a sex show Spiral staircase spiral staircase Spiral staircase going down, paint your body red and brown They all came to the party and there's four to every stall Seems like there's another story bangin' Around every step you
PlayIt’s good shit (I like it when you play with my hair) You know it when you see it You know it when it’s there Like Michael Jackson Thriller Like Farrah Fawcett Hair It’s good shit (I like it when you play with my hair) Support for Capital Cities comes
PlayHair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green green grass of home Yes, they've all come to meet me Arms reaching, smiling sweetly It's so good to touch the green green grass of home The old hometown looks the same as I step down from
PlayWished I had told, was the only one (uh-oh) But it's too late, it's too late You sweat her, and I ain't talkin' 'bout a Coogi You a big L, and I ain't talkin 'bout Cool J See me at the airport, at least twenty Louis Treat me like the Prince and this my
PlayI can't get you close enough 'Cause I can't get you close enough If there's an inch of air between our two hearts beating that's too much It's touching, going might go crazy every time we touch It ain't like this 15 hundred miles between us And it ain't
PlayAt the lonely end of the rink, you and me You were there just staring at me Oh to join the rush I looked up and you were there Just sitting there all alone Holding your fist in the air Like, if you need me you're on your own You drove me home through a
PlayRaise your bottle and cup in the sky Sparks in the air like the fourth of July Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight Oh, if you lame and you know it be quiet Nothing but real niggas only, bad bitches only Rich niggas only, independent bitches only Boss
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