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- Gordi postcard 歌詞
- Troye Sivan Gordi
- I sent you a postcard from Tokyo baby
You never picked it up
I even wrote it in Japanese baby
You didnt give a f**k
Cause I dont sleep like your bodys on me
I wont feel right until we can be
Underneath everything thats between
Yeah yeah
Im undone about to burst at my seams
Cause I am picturing you beside me
So let me be everything that you need
Yeah yeah
But youre still picking me up
Dont put me back down like its nothing to ya
Youre still picking me up
Dont you put me back down
Dont you put me back down
Like its nothing to ya
Like its nothing to ya
I remember that night that you first called me crazy
Only you picked it up
Kissed me and said 'I love you baby'
You didnt give a f**k
Now I dont sleep unless your bodys on me
And I wont feel right until we can be
Underneath everything thats between
Yeah
Yeah Im undone about to burst at my seams
Cause I am picturing you beside me
So let me be everything that you need
Yeah yeah
But youre still picking me up
Dont put me back down like its nothing to ya
Youre still picking me up
Dont you put me back down
Dont you put me back down
Like its nothing to ya
Like its nothing to ya
Take your time
Pull me in
Push me out
Simplify all the whispers of doubt
Cause I know what youre thinking about
But youre still picking me up
Dont put me back down like its nothing to ya
Youre still picking me up
Dont you put me back down
Dont you put me back down
Like its nothing to ya
Like its nothing to ya
Like its nothing to ya
Like its nothing to ya
Like its nothing to ya
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