Voodoo Doll (Album: "5 Seconds Of Summer" (2014)) (5 SECONDS OF SUMMER LYRICS)

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I don't even like you,
Why'd you want to go and make me feel this way?
And I don't understand what's happened,
I keep saying things I never say.

I can feel you watching even when you're nowhere to be seen,
I can feel you touching even when you're far away from me.

[Chorus:]
Tell me where you're hiding your voodoo doll 'cause I can't control myself,
I don't wanna stay, wanna run away but I'm trapped under your spell.
And it hurts in my head and my heart and my chest,
And I'm having trouble catching my breath.

Ooh [x2]

Won't you please stop loving me to death?

I don't even see my friends no more,
'Cause I keep hanging out with you.
I don't know how you kept me up all night,
Or how I got this tattoo.

I can feel you watching even when you're nowhere to be seen,
I can feel you touching even when you're far away from me.

[Chorus:]
Tell me where you're hiding your voodoo doll 'cause I can't control myself,
I don't wanna stay, wanna run away but I'm trapped under your spell.
And it hurts in my head and my heart and my chest,
And I'm having trouble catching my breath.

Ooh [x2]

Won't you please stop loving me to death?

Every time you're near me,
Suddenly my heart begins to race.
Every time I leave,
I don't know why my heart begins to break.

[Chorus:]
Tell me where you're hiding your voodoo doll 'cause I can't control myself,
I don't wanna stay, wanna run away but I'm trapped under your spell.
And it hurts in my head and my heart and my chest,
And I'm having trouble catching my breath.

Ooh [x2]

Won't you please stop loving me to death?

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American Idiot (originally by Green Day) (Album: "5 Seconds Of Summer" (2014)) (5 SECONDS OF SUMMER LYRICS)

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Don't wanna be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation under the new mania
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mind fuck America.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alienation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.

Well maybe I'm the faggot America.
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.
Now everybody do the propaganda.
And sing along to the age of paranoia.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alienation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.

Don't want to be an American idiot.
One nation controlled by the media.
Information age of hysteria.
It's calling out to idiot America.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alienation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.

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Hearts Upon Our Sleeve (feat. Scott Mills) (Album: "5 Seconds Of Summer" (2014)) (5 SECONDS OF SUMMER LYRICS)

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[Guy Mowbray:]
Incredible scenes at BBC Radio 1,
As Scott Mills and 5 Seconds of Summer have made a football song.
It's 5 Seconds of Summer and Scott Mills: 1.
Everyone else: nil.

[All:]
Oh, oh, oh, o-oh [3x]
(We wear our hearts upon our sleeve.)

[Luke:]
There's a part of my heart that you'll never change.

[Michael:]
There's a dream so alive, it's an endless flame.

[Calum:]
And you can't keep us down, 'cause we'll always come back again.
(Always come back again.)

[Luke:]
For the highs and the lows, for the rise and falls.

[Michael:]
And the times that you thought you gave it your all.

For the night and a dream and those moments you'll never get back again.
(Never get back again.)

'Cause the world is at our feet.

[All:]
We've been through a thousand heartbreaks, but you know we still believe.
We wear the same shirts as our fathers, and our hearts upon our sleeve.
Don't stop us now, we've started. 'Cause there's no one we can't beat.
We wear the same shirts as our fathers, and our hearts upon our sleeve.

Oh, oh, oh, o-oh [3x]
(We wear our hearts upon our sleeve.)

Hear the crowd in the stands, and out in the streets.

[Michael:]
Every fan everywhere on the edge of their seats.

[Calum:]
It's a beautiful day for a beautiful game.
(Beautiful game.)

See the players run out, and the anthems ring.

[Michael:]
And you're singing so hard, you can't hear a thing.

[Calum:]
But the beat of your heart (beat of your heart) is beating you up again.
(beating you up again.)

'Cause the world is at our feet!

[All:]
We've been through a thousand heartbreaks, but you know we still believe.
We wear the same shirts as our fathers, and our hearts upon our sleeve.
Don't stop us now, we've started. 'Cause there's no one we can't beat.
We wear the same shirts as our fathers, and our hearts upon our sleeve.

Oh, oh, oh, o-oh [3x]
(We wear our hearts upon our sleeve.)

[Scott Mills:]
5 Seconds of Summer, 'til the end of the game.
The joy, the heartache, the tension, the pain.
A striker shoots, there's a roar from the crowd.
They think it's all over, it is now.

[All:]
Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da, bah bah. [4x]

It's a generic football anthem, to be sung around the world.
And we hope it doesn't sound like any others that you've heard.
Don't stop us now, we've started. 'Cause there's no one we can't beat.
We wear the same shirts as our fathers, and our hearts upon our sleeve.

Ba-da-da, ba-da-da, ba-da-da, bah bah. [3x]
Ba-da-da.

[Luke:]
We wear our hearts upon our sleeve.

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Empty Spots (Album: "Leave A Light On" (2014)) (7 SECONDS LYRICS)

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I've got some time
So I'm gonna say this
And it shouldn't take too long
I'm ever-grateful for the music in my life
So here's a song
Darker times when I truly thought
That I had finally reached the end
Music fills in all the empty spots
It's always been my closest friend

It helps to live like this
It helps to live like this
I take it everywhere I go
It helps to live like this
It helps to live like this
Might be the only thing I know

As I get older I can hear the music
Love the joy that it still brings
Use it for getting all my points across
Depend on it for everything

And it connects me to the universe
It makes things feel less far away
A way to bring in all the activism
In my heart and in my head

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Jerk Ribs (Album: "Ulysees" (2014)) (JUSTIN NOZUKA LYRICS)

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And my ear drum, reminds me
His name was just way down in my feet
And this moment, well, I can't breathe
You can't control, something that's getting free
And the rhythm's, exciting
Oh when I start this road full of streets
I'm glad you get this one for cheap

In Harlem, where I started to breathe
Your beat was like a soundtrack to me
I was the girl, my daddy was the world
He played the notes and keys
He said to look for melody in everything

It feels just like it should
I wake up, this, this is what it looks like
So don't miss this, this is what it looks like
So call on me, it feels just like it should
So call on me

The best favorites, go through me
I press the strings, I love everything
Hurtful pain, forget the time and keep staying
Hold the doors, dance and give it away
Just around me, I hear it
And melody was right over me
But whistleblowers happened for me

It feels just like it should
I wake up, this, this is what it looks like
So don't miss this, this is what it looks like
So call on me, it feels just like it should
So call on me

In Harlem, where I started to breathe
Your beat was like a soundtrack to me
I was the girl, my daddy was the world
He played the notes and keys
He said to look for melody in everything

It feels just like it should
I wake up, this, this is what it looks like
So don't miss this, this is what it looks like
So call on me, it feels just like it should
So call on me
[x3]

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Money On My Mind (album: "In The Lonely Hour" (2014)) (SAM SMITH LYRICS)

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When I signed my deal
I felt pressure
Don't wanna see the numbers
I wanna see heaven
You say, could you write a song for me?
I say, I'm sorry I won't do that happily

When I go home
I tend to close the door
I never wanted more
So sing with me
Can't you see

I don't have
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
I do it for
I do it for the love
[x2]

I do it for the love
I do it for the love

Please don't get me wrong
I wanna keep it moving
I know what that requires
I'm not foolish
Please, can you make this work for me?
Cause I'm not a puppet, I will work against your strings

When I go home
I tend to close the door
I never wanted more
So sing with me
Can't you see

I don't have
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
I do it for
I do it for the love
[x2]

I do it for the love
I do it for the love

When the sun will set
Don't you fret
No I have no money on my mind
No money on my mind
No money on my mind
No I have no money on my mind
[x2]

Just love

Money on my mind
Money on my mind
I do it for
I do it for the love

I don't have
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
I do it for
I do it for the love

I do it for the love
I do it for the love

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Latch (Acoustic) (EP: "Nirvana" (2013)) (SAM SMITH LYRICS)

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You lift my heart up when the rest of me is down
You, you enchant me even when you're not around
If there are boundaries, I will try to knock them down
I�m latching on, babe, now I know what I have found

I feel we're close enough
Could I lock in your love?
I feel we�re close enough
Could I lock in your love?

Now I�ve got you in my space
I won�t let go of you
Got you shackled in my embrace
I�m latching on to you

I�m so en-captured, got me wrapped up in your touch
Feel so enamored, hold me tight within your clutch
How do you do it, got me losing every breath
Why did you kiss me to make my heart beat out my chest?

I feel we're close enough
Could I lock in your love?
I feel we�re close enough
Could I lock in your love?

Now I�ve got you in my space
I won�t let go of you
Got you shackled in my embrace
I�m latching on to you

Now I�ve got you in my space
I won�t let go of you
Got you shackled in my embrace
I�m latching on to you

I�m latching on to you

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Latch (Acoustic) (EP: "Nirvana" (2013)) (SAM SMITH LYRICS)

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You lift my heart up when the rest of me is down
You, you enchant me even when you're not around
If there are boundaries, I will try to knock them down
I�m latching on, babe, now I know what I have found

I feel we're close enough
Could I lock in your love?
I feel we�re close enough
Could I lock in your love?

Now I�ve got you in my space
I won�t let go of you
Got you shackled in my embrace
I�m latching on to you

I�m so en-captured, got me wrapped up in your touch
Feel so enamored, hold me tight within your clutch
How do you do it, got me losing every breath
Why did you kiss me to make my heart beat out my chest?

I feel we're close enough
Could I lock in your love?
I feel we�re close enough
Could I lock in your love?

Now I�ve got you in my space
I won�t let go of you
Got you shackled in my embrace
I�m latching on to you

Now I�ve got you in my space
I won�t let go of you
Got you shackled in my embrace
I�m latching on to you

I�m latching on to you

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Good Thing (Album: "In The Lonely Hour" (2014)) (SAM SMITH LYRICS)

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I had a dream I was mugged outside your house
I had a dream in a panic you came running out
For a moment you were sure I'd die on you
For a moment I believed you loved me too
But life is never like this, and you're never strong

Too much of a good thing won't be good for long
Although you made my heart sing, to stay with you would be wrong
Too much of a good thing won't be good anymore
Watch where I tread before I fall

We'd talk maybe 20 times a day
And still I never say what I want to say
I thought I wouldn't need to
I guess I read you wrong

Too much of a good thing won't be good for long
Although you made my heart sing, to stay with you would be wrong
Too much of a good thing won't be good anymore
Watch where I tread before I fall

You refuse to see this, don't see it anymore
I have made the decision not to answer your calls
Cause I put everything out there and I got nothing at all

Too much of a good thing isn't good and you know
I watch where I walk before I fall
Before I fall

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I'm Not The Only One (Album: "In The Lonely Hour" (2014)) (SAM SMITH LYRICS)

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I don't have much to give, but I don't care for gold
What use is money, when you need someone to hold?
Don't have direction, I'm just rolling down this road
Waiting for you to bring me in from out the cold

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
Set my midnight sorrow free,
I will give you all of me
Just leave your lover, leave him for me.
Leave your lover, leave him for me.

We sit in bars and raise our drinks to growing old
Oh, I'm in love with you and you will never know,
But if I can't have you I'll walk this life alone
Spare you the rising storms and let the rivers flow

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
Set my midnight sorrow free,
I will give you all of me
Just leave your lover, leave him for me
Leave your lover, leave him for me.
Leave your lover, leave him for me.

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Automatic (Album: "Platinum" (2014)) (MIRANDA LAMBERT LYRICS)

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Quarter in a payphone
Drying laundry on the line
Watching Sun Tea in the window
Pocket watch tellin' time
Seems like only yesterday I'd get a blank cassette
Record the country countdown 'cause I couldn't buy it yet

If we drove all the way to Dallas just to buy an Easter dress
We�d take along a Rand McNally, stand in line to pay for gas
God knows that shifting gears ain�t what it used to be
I learned to drive that 55 just like a queen, three on a tree

Hey, whatever happened to waitin' your turn
Doing it all by hand,
'Cause when everything is handed to you
It's only worth as much as the time put in
It all just seemed so good the way we had it
Back before everything became automatic

If you had something to say
You'd write it on a piece of paper
Then you'd put a stamp on it
And they'd get it three days later
Boys would call the girls
And girls would turn them down
Staying married was the only way to work your problems out

Hey, whatever happened to waitin' your turn
Doing it all by hand,
'Cause when everything is handed to you
It's only worth as much as the time put in
It all just seemed so good the way we had it
Back before everything became automatic

Automatic

Let's pull the windows down
Windows with the cranks
Come on let's take a picture
The kind you gotta shake

Hey, whatever happened to waitin' your turn
Doing it all by hand,
'Cause when everything is handed to you
It's only worth as much as the time put in
It all just seemed so good the way we had it
Back before everything became, automatic

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Gravity Is A Bitch (Album: "Platinum" (2014)) (MIRANDA LAMBERT LYRICS)

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It's been your 20s feeling that u're walking on the ceiling
and u party like u're 8 feet tall
U say work is for the birds
Chasing dreams and mini skirts
From here everything seem small

Then 30's come around and you finally feel the ground
Look around and maybe start planning
For what the future holds
And though you're far from old, your moisturizer's been less time tanning

You're hanging over, but you're hanging in
You're starting to look like all of your friends
Conversations turned up from rock n' roll
to kids and politics and how much money you owe

Got bags under your eyes, bigger hips and bigger thighs
You got places you can't even itch
You can nip it, tuck it, squeeze it
But you're never gonna beat it
'Cause gravity is a bitch

Forty's kinda boring
And you spend your time ignoring the things you don't see so clear
Your reflection in the glass is gonna knock you on you as*
You wonder how the hell to get down here

You're happy in your fifties
Though things are kinda shifty
At Sixty you find peace of mind
Go to bed at 8 o'clock and comb your hair if you still got it
'Cause you're almost at the finish line

You're hanging over, but you're hanging in
You're starting to look like all of your friends
Conversations turned up from rock n' roll
to kids and politics and how much money you owe

Got bags under your eyes, bigger hips and bigger thighs
You got places you can't even itch
You can nip it, tuck it, squeeze it
But you're never gonna beat it
'Cause gravity is a bitch

Yeah gravity is a bitch
I'm here to tell ya
Gravity is a bitch

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Gravity Is A Bitch (Album: "Platinum" (2014)) (MIRANDA LAMBERT LYRICS)

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It's been your 20s feeling that u're walking on the ceiling
and u party like u're 8 feet tall
U say work is for the birds
Chasing dreams and mini skirts
From here everything seem small

Then 30's come around and you finally feel the ground
Look around and maybe start planning
For what the future holds
And though you're far from old, your moisturizer's been less time tanning

You're hanging over, but you're hanging in
You're starting to look like all of your friends
Conversations turned up from rock n' roll
to kids and politics and how much money you owe

Got bags under your eyes, bigger hips and bigger thighs
You got places you can't even itch
You can nip it, tuck it, squeeze it
But you're never gonna beat it
'Cause gravity is a bitch

Forty's kinda boring
And you spend your time ignoring the things you don't see so clear
Your reflection in the glass is gonna knock you on you as*
You wonder how the hell to get down here

You're happy in your fifties
Though things are kinda shifty
At Sixty you find peace of mind
Go to bed at 8 o'clock and comb your hair if you still got it
'Cause you're almost at the finish line

You're hanging over, but you're hanging in
You're starting to look like all of your friends
Conversations turned up from rock n' roll
to kids and politics and how much money you owe

Got bags under your eyes, bigger hips and bigger thighs
You got places you can't even itch
You can nip it, tuck it, squeeze it
But you're never gonna beat it
'Cause gravity is a bitch

Yeah gravity is a bitch
I'm here to tell ya
Gravity is a bitch

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Gravity Is A Bitch (Album: "Platinum" (2014)) (MIRANDA LAMBERT LYRICS)

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It's been your 20s feeling that u're walking on the ceiling
and u party like u're 8 feet tall
U say work is for the birds
Chasing dreams and mini skirts
From here everything seem small

Then 30's come around and you finally feel the ground
Look around and maybe start planning
For what the future holds
And though you're far from old, your moisturizer's been less time tanning

You're hanging over, but you're hanging in
You're starting to look like all of your friends
Conversations turned up from rock n' roll
to kids and politics and how much money you owe

Got bags under your eyes, bigger hips and bigger thighs
You got places you can't even itch
You can nip it, tuck it, squeeze it
But you're never gonna beat it
'Cause gravity is a bitch

Forty's kinda boring
And you spend your time ignoring the things you don't see so clear
Your reflection in the glass is gonna knock you on you as*
You wonder how the hell to get down here

You're happy in your fifties
Though things are kinda shifty
At Sixty you find peace of mind
Go to bed at 8 o'clock and comb your hair if you still got it
'Cause you're almost at the finish line

You're hanging over, but you're hanging in
You're starting to look like all of your friends
Conversations turned up from rock n' roll
to kids and politics and how much money you owe

Got bags under your eyes, bigger hips and bigger thighs
You got places you can't even itch
You can nip it, tuck it, squeeze it
But you're never gonna beat it
'Cause gravity is a bitch

Yeah gravity is a bitch
I'm here to tell ya
Gravity is a bitch

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Somebody Else (Album: "Platinum" (2014)) (MIRANDA LAMBERT LYRICS)

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Highway 65 sure sounds kinda nice
I feel like drivin' somewhere far away
Got the top rolled down, radio up loud
Playin Willie and Old Hank

Well I don't really have a certain destination
I'll just fill the gas tank up and use my imagination

I wanna feel my freedom blowin' through my hair
Throw my troubles to the wind and scream out I don't care
I'm tired of bein' down and out cause that ain't what life should be about
I can feel the load gettin' lighter with every mile
I wanna be somebody else for a little while

Sometimes we're afraid to change, scared of what tomorrow brings
Same routine every day
If you never stop and listen, you don't know what you'll be missin'
Don't let your life slip away

I wanna feel my freedom blowin' through my hair
Throw my troubles to the wind and scream out I don't care
I'm tired of bein' down and out cause that ain't what life should be about.
I can feel the load gettin' lighter with every mile
I wanna be somebody else for a little while

I wanna feel my freedom blowin' through my hair
Throw my troubles to the wind and scream out I don't care
I'm tired of bein' down and out cause that ain't what life should be about
I can feel the load gettin' lighter with every mile
I wanna be somebody else for a little while

Stay up all night and sleep all day and wake up with a smile
I wanna be somebody else for a little while

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Little Red Wagon (Album: "Platinum" (2014)) (MIRANDA LAMBERT LYRICS)

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You only love me for my big sun glasses
And my Tony Lomas
And my Dodge Dart classic
You said "I'll be Johhny and you be June
I'll ride with you to the moon"
But guess what?

[Chorus:]
You can't ride in my little red wagon
The front seat's broken and the axel's dragin'
You can't step to this backyard swagger
You know it ain't my fault when I'm walkin' jaws droppin' like
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah

Oh, heaven help me
I've been sewing wildflower seeds
And chasing tumble weeds
But that's just who I be
And you're just trying to slow this rolling stone
But I'm on to you baby
So guess what?

[Chorus:]
You can't ride in my little red wagon
The front seat's broken and the axel's dragin'
No you can't step to this backyard swagger
You know it ain't my fault when I'm walkin' jaws droppin' like
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah

Oh, you only love me for my big sun glasses
And my Tony Lomas
I live in Oklahoma
And I've got long, blonde hair
And I play guitar, and I go on the road
And I do all the shit you wanna do
And my dog does tricks
And I ain't about drama, ya'll
And I love my apron
But I ain't your mama!
So guess what?

[Chorus:]
You can't ride in my little red wagon
The front seat's broken and the axel's dragin'
No you can't step to this backyard swagger
You know it ain't my fault when I'm walkin' jaws droppin' like
Ooh, ahh, ooh, ahh

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Bathroom Sink (Album: "Platinum" (2014)) (MIRANDA LAMBERT LYRICS)

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Puttin� on my makeup
Puttin� off the hard stuff
Hoping that it passes
Fake smile & eyelashes
I wash my hands and try not to think
Or dirty up my bathroom sink

I�m at it again with mama
Everybody�s so tired of the drama
Were still fighting like I�m sixteen
And I guess we always will be
She taught me how to pray and drink
And how to clean the bathroom sink

[CHORUS:]
It's amazing, the amount of rejection
That I see in my reflection
And I cant get out of the way
I'm lookin� forward to the girl I wanna be
But regret has got a way of staring me right in the face
So I try not to waste too much time
At the bathroom sink

It all gets complicated
And sometimes overrated
Glamour at its finest
Just means someone�s hidin�
From their own reality
And the mirror at their bathroom sink

[CHORUS]

I pray as I get ready
Forgot to make me steady
And I thank him for his patience
And I take my medication
And bless this day and all it brings
And I clean up the bathroom sink

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Bathroom Sink (Album: "Platinum" (2014)) (MIRANDA LAMBERT LYRICS)

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Puttin� on my makeup
Puttin� off the hard stuff
Hoping that it passes
Fake smile & eyelashes
I wash my hands and try not to think
Or dirty up my bathroom sink

I�m at it again with mama
Everybody�s so tired of the drama
Were still fighting like I�m sixteen
And I guess we always will be
She taught me how to pray and drink
And how to clean the bathroom sink

[CHORUS:]
It's amazing, the amount of rejection
That I see in my reflection
And I cant get out of the way
I'm lookin� forward to the girl I wanna be
But regret has got a way of staring me right in the face
So I try not to waste too much time
At the bathroom sink

It all gets complicated
And sometimes overrated
Glamour at its finest
Just means someone�s hidin�
From their own reality
And the mirror at their bathroom sink

[CHORUS]

I pray as I get ready
Forgot to make me steady
And I thank him for his patience
And I take my medication
And bless this day and all it brings
And I clean up the bathroom sink

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Run Daddy Run (feat. Pistol Annies) (Album: "Platinum" (2014)) (MIRANDA LAMBERT LYRICS)

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Daddy can you hear the devil drawing near
Like a bullet from a gun, run daddy run.

All the songs you used to sing to me
Would rock birds to sleep
I need you now so please somehow
Put rockets on your feet

Oh oh oh oh

Daddy can you hear the devil drawing near
Like a bullet from a gun, run daddy run.

Saw that dark cloud coming from a million miles away.
Oh how I've dreaded this God forsaken day.

Daddy can you hear the devil drawing near
Like a bullet from a gun, run daddy run.

Mama's been crying in the kitchen
Sister's been afraid of the dark.
I've been gathering the pieces of all these shattered hearts.
And I don't care where you go to
And I don't care where you land
But just get out of there daddy as fast as you can

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Daddy can you hear the devil drawing near
Like a bullet from a gun, run daddy run.

Run Daddy run, run daddy run.
Run Daddy run, run daddy run.

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What Awaits Us Now (Album: "Don't Wait Up" (2014)) (BANE LYRICS)

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There is a whole universe spinning
In perfect harmony around us

We survived the race to the egg
Every breath the holy grail
Beautiful secrets hiding everywhere
So god-damned much
To do, and feel and say

The colors brighter
The music louder
The stakes higher
The kisses longer

Things that need leaving
Rules there for the breaking
Battles that should be raging
Leave your mark on everyone
Age is death, love is worth it
And hard work, it pays off

And time is running out

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Roots And Branches (Meant To Be Alone) (Album: "Clouded" (2014)) (THIS WILD LIFE LYRICS)

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We lay on our backs out on the front yard
Holding your right hand, I say life�s been so hard
The shade of the tree we planted
It grew strong with roots and branches
But it�s just not ours anymore
We build these walls high, they blend into the sky
Thick skin and bones defend us from outside
The way we lost it all, I think it made you strong
But I don�t feel that anymore

I feel nothing at all, yeah I trip and I fall
Running straight into walls while you�re suffering withdrawals
When will I ever get a better hand?
I am losing my hope and it hurts in my throat
Have my back to the coast at the end of my rope
Oh, will I ever be a better man?

Am I meant to be alone?

We lay on our backs on the hood of my car
Holding my right hand, you point out the North Star
Show me the way ahead, guide me with light I said
Cause I can�t see straight anymore
Everyone left me all at once then
Honestly, I couldn�t even blame them
I�ve been a shitty friend
I don�t know where you went
I just can�t handle any more

I feel nothing at all, yeah I trip and I fall
Running straight into walls while you�re suffering withdrawals
When will I ever get a better hand?
I am losing my hope and it hurts in my throat
Have my back to the coast at the end of my rope
Oh, will I ever be a better man?

Am I meant to be alone?

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Human (Album: "Sorry I'm Late" (2014)) (CHER LLOYD LYRICS)

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Lonely, lonely
So you think that you know me
You�re the only one who knows who I am
I decided tonight that I�m breaking
All the chains on my throne of perfection
Could it be that easy to let it all go

Everything you see that glitters
Isn�t always gold
Everything you think is perfect, oh
Isn�t always so
Many times many times I would've let my feelings show
Everything you see that glitters
Isn�t always gold
You know I�m just human, human, human after all
You know I�m just human, human, human after all

Slowly, slowly
I�m okay in revealing
Scars you see I wear them proud in the end
I decided tonight that I�m wasting
Too much thought on the art of perception
Could it be that easy to let it all go

Everything you see that glitters
Isn�t always gold
Everything you think is perfect, oh
Isn�t always so
Many times many times I would've let my feelings show
Everything you see that glitters
Isn�t always gold

You know I�m just tired of the weight of the world on my shoulders
Babe, you know I�m sick of always carrying it for you
Used to be a superwoman now that�s over, over
I�m a lover, I�m a lover, baby, I�m a soldier
Doesn�t mean that I could be everything for you
Used to be a superwoman now that�s over, over

Everything you see that glitters
Isn�t always gold
Everything you think is perfect, oh
Isn�t always so
Many times many times I would've let my feelings show
Everything you see that glitters
Isn�t always gold
You know I�m just human, human, human after all
You know I�m just human, human, human after all

You know I�m just human, human, human after all
You know I�m just human, human, human after all

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M.F.P.O.T.Y. (Album: "Sorry I'm Late" (2014)) (CHER LLOYD LYRICS)

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Boy, I know that you want some of all this
But I'm out with my girls and you can't touch lightning
So we dance, so we dance like you're just not there
Only been over here 'bout a minute
But you already sound like a dick, stop tryin'
So we dance, so we dance like you're just not there

Cause
Ew! What's wrong with you?
No, the problem is not my attitude
But you're, ew, just not my type
And the next time I won't be so polite

Cause
Hey, this could be great, this could be great
This could be the mother fucking party of the year
Trying too hard, trying to be hot
Trying to keep on talking to us but we don't care
Keep it all in your pants boy
Keep it all in your pants boy
(This could be the mother fucking party of the year)

So you can tell all your friends playing cupid
That it ain't gonna work 'cause you just look foolish
Back it up, back it up, yeah hello goodbye
Get a hold of yourself before I lose it
Baby laugh all you like, but I just might do it
Back it up, back it up, cause you're killin' vibes

Cause
Ew! What's wrong with you?
No, the problem is not my attitude
But you're, ew, just not my type
And the next time I won't be so polite

Cause
Hey, this could be great, this could be great
This could be the mother fucking party of the year
Trying too hard, trying to be hot
Trying to keep talking to us but we don't care
Keep it all in your pants boy
Keep it all in your pants boy
(This could be the mother fucking party of the year)

Yeah, uh huh, yeah, let's go!

Hey boy, this should be the part
This should be the part where you eat your words like
Hey boy, this should be the part
This should be the part where I kick ya to the curb like
Hey boy, this should be the part
This should be the part where you eat your words like
Hey boy, this should be the part
This should be the part where I kick ya to the curb like

Thanks, but no thanks!

Hey, this could be great, this could be great
This could be the mother fucking party of the year
Trying too hard, trying to be hot
Trying to keep talking to us but we don't care
Keep it all in your pants boy
Keep it all in your pants boy
(This could be the mother fucking party of the year)

Hey, this could be great, this could be great
This could be the mother fucking party of the year
Trying too hard, trying to be hot
Trying to keep talking to us but we don't care
Keep it all in your pants boy
Keep it all in your pants boy
(This could be the mother fucking party of the year)

Keep it all in your pants boy
You ain't got a chance boy

Hahaha

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Killin' It (Album: "Sorry I'm Late" (2014)) (CHER LLOYD LYRICS)

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Last night, what was going on?
Hold tight, only just begun
All out, love the party gowns
We the only ones
Ready, go, go

Face down, wake up somewhere new
Space out, barely made it through
Every time I get into
Whatever we do
Yeah, I'm with you

So, if you had enough
Dust your shoulders off
And we can kick it till the nights had enough of us
And if you didn't know
I should tell you so now you know

Don't matter what they say
'Cos we be killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
All the way, way
Okay, yeah we be killin' it
Killin' it, killin' it
All the way, way

Rewind where we started at
Playback all that we forgot
You, me, all the shit we got
Lovin' at the top
Ready, get hot

Wild hearts making all mistakes
Switched on but we never phase
Get down, we don't play it safe
Go out on the blaze
Live for the day

So, if you had enough
Dust your shoulders off
And we can kick it till the nights had enough of us
And if you didn't know
I should tell you so now you know

Don't matter what they say
'Cos we be killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
All the way, way
Okay, yeah we be killin' it
Killin' it, killin' it
All the way, way

Shit, you wanna get with this?
We up to brand new tricks
So boy get down to me
Shit, we on some chronic shot
You know that this is it
Why don't you come and play? [x2]

Don't matter what they say
'Cos we be killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
All the way, way
Okay, yeah we be killin' it
Killin' it, killin' it
All the way, way

Don't matter what they say
We killin' it, we killin' it, yeah, yeah

Okay,
We killin' it, we killin' it, yeah

Yeah

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Killin' It (Album: "Sorry I'm Late" (2014)) (CHER LLOYD LYRICS)

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Last night, what was going on?
Hold tight, only just begun
All out, love the party gowns
We the only ones
Ready, go, go

Face down, wake up somewhere new
Space out, barely made it through
Every time I get into
Whatever we do
Yeah, I'm with you

So, if you had enough
Dust your shoulders off
And we can kick it till the nights had enough of us
And if you didn't know
I should tell you so now you know

Don't matter what they say
'Cos we be killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
All the way, way
Okay, yeah we be killin' it
Killin' it, killin' it
All the way, way

Rewind where we started at
Playback all that we forgot
You, me, all the shit we got
Lovin' at the top
Ready, get hot

Wild hearts making all mistakes
Switched on but we never phase
Get down, we don't play it safe
Go out on the blaze
Live for the day

So, if you had enough
Dust your shoulders off
And we can kick it till the nights had enough of us
And if you didn't know
I should tell you so now you know

Don't matter what they say
'Cos we be killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
All the way, way
Okay, yeah we be killin' it
Killin' it, killin' it
All the way, way

Shit, you wanna get with this?
We up to brand new tricks
So boy get down to me
Shit, we on some chronic shot
You know that this is it
Why don't you come and play? [x2]

Don't matter what they say
'Cos we be killin' it, killin' it, killin' it
All the way, way
Okay, yeah we be killin' it
Killin' it, killin' it
All the way, way

Don't matter what they say
We killin' it, we killin' it, yeah, yeah

Okay,
We killin' it, we killin' it, yeah

Yeah

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It's All Good (with Ne-Yo) (Album: "Sorry I'm Late" (2014)) (CHER LLOYD LYRICS)

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[Ne-Yo]
OK! Bad day got you seeing red
Wanted to feel the sun on your back
But it rained on your head instead
But on the bright side despite this hassle
Wet sand makes for a better sand castle
Inhale exhale just take a breath
And know that things don't always happen like they should
Gotta learn to roll with the punches and just say it's all good

[Cher and Ne-yo]
Cause it's like falling down
When everyone's watching
In the final round
Fight your hardest but lose
It's like shouting out
But nobody can hear you
But when it's all said and done
It's all good
Ooooo
It's all good
Ooooo
It's all good

[Cher Lloyd]
Woke up from the wrong side of the bed
Gotta get the work done
And then some got a busy day ahead
But look on the bright side
Work hard play harder
Tomorrow's full of laughter
Inhale exhale just take a breath
And know that things don't always happen like they should
Noooo
Gotta learn to roll with the punches and just say its all good

[Cher and Ne-yo]
Cause its like falling down
When everyones watching
In the final round
Fight your hardest but lose
It's like shouting out
But nobody can hear you
But when it's all said and done
It's all good
Ooooo
It's all good
Ooooo
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good

[Ne-Yo]
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah Yeah
Hey
There'll be bumps in the road
Things will go out of control
But you can't let it get you down
When the right just goes wrong
Just stop and keep pushing on
It's all good
Play it here and now

[Cher and Ne-yo]
Cause its like falling down
When everyones watching
In the final round
Fight your hardest but lose
It's like shouting out
But nobody can hear you
But when it's all said and done
It's all good
Ooooo
It's all good
Ooooo
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good
It's all good

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Say Goodnight (Album: "Sorry I'm Late" (2014)) (CHER LLOYD LYRICS)

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What if daddy was right?
What if there's no forever?
Would you kiss me goodnight?
So that I could remember?

Keep you frozen in time
Like they do in the pictures
And if I close my eyes, would I still think of patience?

Stay with me, don't disappear
To tell the truth, I need you here
I'm afraid, I can barely breath
I need your words, to comfort me
Say goodnight, would you say goodnight?

What if daddy was right?
And I knew all the answers?
But they could give me the world
But that wouldn't matter
If the gate's open wide, and make you an angel
Through tears in my eyes, I'd save your seat at the table

So stay with me, don't disappear
To tell the truth, I need you here
I'm afraid, I can barely breath
I need your words, to comfort me
Say goodnight, would you say goodnight?

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That Was Us (Album: "Just As I Am" (2014)) (BRANTLEY GILBERT LYRICS)

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I got my mail today, this economy sucks
A buncha bills I can't pay, I guess they're sh*t outta luck
But there was one from an old friend, brought back memories
A black and white from way back when
Was hard to believe that was us

That was us ridin' dirt roads
Shootin' buckshot at signs
Drinkin' beer we just stole
Passin' jugs full of shine
Even them girls were one of them boys
Singin' old country gold
'Til we all lost our voice
That was us

Every once in a while we'll catch a game or a race
But catchin' up on old times turns into hell that we raised
We'll start re-tellin' stories and lies we've rehearsed
About the girls we made out with and how badass we were
That was us, that was us

That was us down in Panama cruisin' the strip
In the bed of my truck tossin' beads and talkin' sh*t
Shotgunnin' beer, playin' pong and flip cup
We never lost senior year, we tore them son b*tches up
That was us
That was us

And we'll always remember those of us that we miss
We'll always be brothers and we'll never forget

But that was us that we carried, with tears in our eyes
When the rest of us are buried, we're throwin' down in the sky
So raise a glass to the memories that won't ever die
Here's to friends, here's to family and one hell of a time
Yeah, here's to us
Here's to us
Yeah here's to us
Yeah here's to us

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G.R.I.T.S. (Album: "Just As I Am" (2014)) (BRANTLEY GILBERT LYRICS)

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I had a buddy come down 'round last July
Called me when he crossed the Mason-Dixon Line
Said he was headed down south and looking for a real good time.

I said, "Man, come on, I got a place in mind."
We pulled up at bar right off the Georgia line.
Walked in, man, his eyes got wide
And when his jaw hit the floor, all I could do was smile.

He said, "Man, we got some pretty women up north
But I ain't never seen nothing like this."
I said, "Man, these here ain't ordinary women.
We call these grits."

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

Sat down at the bar had a couple drinks.
Breakin' his neck just scoping the scene.
It wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door.

He was starin' at long legs that ran into boots.
Her short skirt and her t-shirt didn't have much use
But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up.

She had every head turning, boys eyes was burning
As she made her way out to the floor.
Had all the jealous girls looking, all saying,
"She ain't nothin' but a..."
Oh my God, she just broke it down low.

Product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Good at acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
She's acting innocent but playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

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G.R.I.T.S. (Album: "Just As I Am" (2014)) (BRANTLEY GILBERT LYRICS)

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I had a buddy come down 'round last July
Called me when he crossed the Mason-Dixon Line
Said he was headed down south and looking for a real good time.

I said, "Man, come on, I got a place in mind."
We pulled up at bar right off the Georgia line.
Walked in, man, his eyes got wide
And when his jaw hit the floor, all I could do was smile.

He said, "Man, we got some pretty women up north
But I ain't never seen nothing like this."
I said, "Man, these here ain't ordinary women.
We call these grits."

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

Sat down at the bar had a couple drinks.
Breakin' his neck just scoping the scene.
It wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door.

He was starin' at long legs that ran into boots.
Her short skirt and her t-shirt didn't have much use
But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up.

She had every head turning, boys eyes was burning
As she made her way out to the floor.
Had all the jealous girls looking, all saying,
"She ain't nothin' but a..."
Oh my God, she just broke it down low.

Product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Good at acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
She's acting innocent but playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

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G.R.I.T.S. (Album: "Just As I Am" (2014)) (BRANTLEY GILBERT LYRICS)

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I had a buddy come down 'round last July
Called me when he crossed the Mason-Dixon Line
Said he was headed down south and looking for a real good time.

I said, "Man, come on, I got a place in mind."
We pulled up at bar right off the Georgia line.
Walked in, man, his eyes got wide
And when his jaw hit the floor, all I could do was smile.

He said, "Man, we got some pretty women up north
But I ain't never seen nothing like this."
I said, "Man, these here ain't ordinary women.
We call these grits."

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

Sat down at the bar had a couple drinks.
Breakin' his neck just scoping the scene.
It wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door.

He was starin' at long legs that ran into boots.
Her short skirt and her t-shirt didn't have much use
But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up.

She had every head turning, boys eyes was burning
As she made her way out to the floor.
Had all the jealous girls looking, all saying,
"She ain't nothin' but a..."
Oh my God, she just broke it down low.

Product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Good at acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
She's acting innocent but playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

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G.R.I.T.S. (Album: "Just As I Am" (2014)) (BRANTLEY GILBERT LYRICS)

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I had a buddy come down 'round last July
Called me when he crossed the Mason-Dixon Line
Said he was headed down south and looking for a real good time.

I said, "Man, come on, I got a place in mind."
We pulled up at bar right off the Georgia line.
Walked in, man, his eyes got wide
And when his jaw hit the floor, all I could do was smile.

He said, "Man, we got some pretty women up north
But I ain't never seen nothing like this."
I said, "Man, these here ain't ordinary women.
We call these grits."

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

Sat down at the bar had a couple drinks.
Breakin' his neck just scoping the scene.
It wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door.

He was starin' at long legs that ran into boots.
Her short skirt and her t-shirt didn't have much use
But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up.

She had every head turning, boys eyes was burning
As she made her way out to the floor.
Had all the jealous girls looking, all saying,
"She ain't nothin' but a..."
Oh my God, she just broke it down low.

Product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Good at acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
She's acting innocent but playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

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G.R.I.T.S. (Album: "Just As I Am" (2014)) (BRANTLEY GILBERT LYRICS)

.

I had a buddy come down 'round last July
Called me when he crossed the Mason-Dixon Line
Said he was headed down south and looking for a real good time.

I said, "Man, come on, I got a place in mind."
We pulled up at bar right off the Georgia line.
Walked in, man, his eyes got wide
And when his jaw hit the floor, all I could do was smile.

He said, "Man, we got some pretty women up north
But I ain't never seen nothing like this."
I said, "Man, these here ain't ordinary women.
We call these grits."

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

Sat down at the bar had a couple drinks.
Breakin' his neck just scoping the scene.
It wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door.

He was starin' at long legs that ran into boots.
Her short skirt and her t-shirt didn't have much use
But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up.

She had every head turning, boys eyes was burning
As she made her way out to the floor.
Had all the jealous girls looking, all saying,
"She ain't nothin' but a..."
Oh my God, she just broke it down low.

Product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Good at acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
She's acting innocent but playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

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G.R.I.T.S. (Album: "Just As I Am" (2014)) (BRANTLEY GILBERT LYRICS)

.

I had a buddy come down 'round last July
Called me when he crossed the Mason-Dixon Line
Said he was headed down south and looking for a real good time.

I said, "Man, come on, I got a place in mind."
We pulled up at bar right off the Georgia line.
Walked in, man, his eyes got wide
And when his jaw hit the floor, all I could do was smile.

He said, "Man, we got some pretty women up north
But I ain't never seen nothing like this."
I said, "Man, these here ain't ordinary women.
We call these grits."

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

Sat down at the bar had a couple drinks.
Breakin' his neck just scoping the scene.
It wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door.

He was starin' at long legs that ran into boots.
Her short skirt and her t-shirt didn't have much use
But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up.

She had every head turning, boys eyes was burning
As she made her way out to the floor.
Had all the jealous girls looking, all saying,
"She ain't nothin' but a..."
Oh my God, she just broke it down low.

Product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Good at acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
She's acting innocent but playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

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G.R.I.T.S. (Album: "Just As I Am" (2014)) (BRANTLEY GILBERT LYRICS)

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I had a buddy come down 'round last July
Called me when he crossed the Mason-Dixon Line
Said he was headed down south and looking for a real good time.

I said, "Man, come on, I got a place in mind."
We pulled up at bar right off the Georgia line.
Walked in, man, his eyes got wide
And when his jaw hit the floor, all I could do was smile.

He said, "Man, we got some pretty women up north
But I ain't never seen nothing like this."
I said, "Man, these here ain't ordinary women.
We call these grits."

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

Sat down at the bar had a couple drinks.
Breakin' his neck just scoping the scene.
It wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door.

He was starin' at long legs that ran into boots.
Her short skirt and her t-shirt didn't have much use
But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up.

She had every head turning, boys eyes was burning
As she made her way out to the floor.
Had all the jealous girls looking, all saying,
"She ain't nothin' but a..."
Oh my God, she just broke it down low.

Product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Good at acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
She's acting innocent but playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

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Fly (Album: "Behind The Light" (2014)) (PHILLIP PHILLIPS LYRICS)

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When the day is done, the weight is on my mind
How should I give up, how should I survive?
Leaning to the side of the busy street
Looking down, these people never notice me
Am I the only one who thinks it's hard to breathe?

I feel it's hard to say what's on my mind
I feel it's hard to say what's not inside
You think your fight is over
It's only so much closer
I reach my hands to the sky
And fly

Ten thousand faces here, but who am I?
Am I the only one with a reason to hide?
Searching through a maze only to find
Another wall to break, another wall to climb
It's when I lose myself, then I realize

I feel it's hard to say what's on my mind
I feel it's hard to say what's not inside
You think your fight is over
It's only so much closer
I reach my hands to the sky
And fly

I feel it's hard to say what's on my mind
I feel it's hard to say what's not inside
You think your fight is over
It's only so much closer
I reach my hands to the sky
And fly

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Ready 2 Win (Compilation: "Xscape" (2014)) (MICHAEL JACKSON LYRICS)

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It's time you put away your fear
And it's time try to dream a little big
It's time to give your dreams another chance
And it's time to take away the will in hand

To the flames that's burning strong
To the rain that's coming on
I'll be holding on to memories
I can make it on my own

I believe I'm ready to win
I know I'm ready to soar
If you pick me up when I down
Turn it all around
I know I'm ready to win

They say it's a miracle today (Oh my)
You are never going far today (Hold on)
Life is your chance (Oh no)
You got your chance
Go get your win
It feels like I can fly with broken wings

Now the wind is blowing strong
I can do it on my own
I can do it all alone now
And I'm never turning back again

I believe I'm ready to win (Oh, my friend)
I know I'm ready to soar
If you pick me up when I am down
Turn it all around
I know I'm ready to win

They say I'm dreaming life away
(They say I'm throwing it all away)
And I can't get back my yesterday (Dream again)
So I say I never saw love without you

I believe I'm ready to win (I believe in miracles)
I know I'm ready to soar (Oh my friend)
If you pick me up when I am down
Turn it all around
Cause I know I'm ready to win

Call my name!
(I know I'm ready to win)
And I know I'm ready to win
You and me, baby
I believe it, baby
(I know I'm ready to win)
I know I will win
(I know I'm ready to win)
Sing, yeah!
Baby, I know!
(I know I'm ready to win)
Yeah, yeah, I believe
(I know I'm ready to win)

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Ready 2 Win (Compilation: "Xscape" (2014)) (MICHAEL JACKSON LYRICS)

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It's time you put away your fear
And it's time try to dream a little big
It's time to give your dreams another chance
And it's time to take away the will in hand

To the flames that's burning strong
To the rain that's coming on
I'll be holding on to memories
I can make it on my own

I believe I'm ready to win
I know I'm ready to soar
If you pick me up when I down
Turn it all around
I know I'm ready to win

They say it's a miracle today (Oh my)
You are never going far today (Hold on)
Life is your chance (Oh no)
You got your chance
Go get your win
It feels like I can fly with broken wings

Now the wind is blowing strong
I can do it on my own
I can do it all alone now
And I'm never turning back again

I believe I'm ready to win (Oh, my friend)
I know I'm ready to soar
If you pick me up when I am down
Turn it all around
I know I'm ready to win

They say I'm dreaming life away
(They say I'm throwing it all away)
And I can't get back my yesterday (Dream again)
So I say I never saw love without you

I believe I'm ready to win (I believe in miracles)
I know I'm ready to soar (Oh my friend)
If you pick me up when I am down
Turn it all around
Cause I know I'm ready to win

Call my name!
(I know I'm ready to win)
And I know I'm ready to win
You and me, baby
I believe it, baby
(I know I'm ready to win)
I know I will win
(I know I'm ready to win)
Sing, yeah!
Baby, I know!
(I know I'm ready to win)
Yeah, yeah, I believe
(I know I'm ready to win)

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