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- Running Touch Courtesy Of 歌詞
- Running Touch
- I think I'm tired of hearing don't
With ticket stubs in front of me
Paint my house
All shades of gold
That way I can't see
Not real real
Not real real
He's not
Real real real no
Real real no yeah no
Real real real no no
I'm not even friends
With ones
I know
Courtesy of curtis
I'm on my own
I'm not even friends
With ones I know
Courtesy of curtis
I'm on my own
Ohoo
1 2 3
Quarter your visit and then some
As every breath it stirs me
And I would have
No one know
Of all these years waiting
Days sped winding and wailing
In an anvil of sheets
Yeah in an anvil of sheets
Your nose upon mine
As I would go
But who would you have
If I were to leave
He's not
Real real real
No no
Real real
No yeah no no
Real real real
No no
No no
No hey no no
He's not
Real real real
No no
Real real
No hey no no
Real real real
No no
No no
I'm not even friends
With ones I know
Courtesy of curtis
I'm on my own
I'm not even friends
With ones I know
Courtesy of curtis
I'm on my own
I'm not even friends
With ones I know
Courtesy of curtis
I'm on my own
I'm not even friends
With ones I know
Courtesy of curtis
I'm on my own
So I've close your eyes
Scroll yor eyes
Person to person
Out of sight
One at a time
I wish I had patience
To start over
Patience to you
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