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Black boys employ salassie
We kiss we define
White hands white hearts
The gender
How can I make you mine
Take me to God
In a world of blank kisses
Who breaks the colours
I know what this is
A one man show
That's how we know
That's how we know
Your white does the blood flow
Chorus:
Your white dance like an enemy
Your white dance like an enemy
Your white dance like an enemy
White boys fall out
In a whirl of decisions
Show me what is
Then show me what isn't
A heart too slow
That's how we know
That's how we know
Your white does the blood flow
(chorus)
You're so white
You're so white
White Boy (x6)
White boy dance
Do something sweet
Like pull my heart
Like use your feet
Like steal some culture
Let's fake this dance
A white boy kiss
A white boy chance
Don't take me over
Abuse my heart
When I change colour I'm here stop start
Hey devil kiss me
I'm taking chances
Not faking my culture
The rythym it dances
I love your wisdom
I love your mind
White boys are babys (not my kind)
This lust in fashion
That's my sin
By falling out
We're falling in
Now I'm broken
Watch it flow
I'm taking over
Can't let go (falling out with the bad boys)
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Say your mind has an overload
Your heart beats rythym
Hot and cold
Your stature has a naked buxx
When you're near
You're not like us
Chorus:
You know I'm not crazy
You know I'm not crazy
I caught on to the way you smile
Love could only last a while
I couldn't love
I couldn't touch
The situation
Was too much
(chorus)
Your love fails me
Your love it fails me
Your love fails me
Your love it drives me crazy
Don't tell me that lovers always mistrust
The lies in your eyes
The death in your lust
It's more than distraction
You touch you feel
Our hearts dance apart
And you say this is real
You know I'm not crazy
Talk about the love we feel
The passion that our hearts conceal
Kiss and run
The fools we trust
Love inside a blinding lust
(chorus)
Hold me to my every word
Forget about the things you heard
Time will conquer
Time will state
We owe every tear to fate
(chorus)
Your love fails me
Your love it fails me
Your love fails me
Your love it drives me crazy
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Downtown we'll drown
We're in our never splender
Flowers
Showers
Who's got the new boy gender
I'll be your baby
I'll be your score
I'll run the gun for you
And so much more
Chorus:
I'll tumble 4 ya
I'll tumble 4 ya
I'll tumble 4 ya
I'll tumble 4 you
(chorus)
Uptown their sound
Is like the native
You send her
Junction
Function
The boy with pop is slender
Did he say maybe
Or I'mnot sure
He'll be a boy for you
But you need more
(chorus x2)
I get a crazy feeling
That chases in my head
It's nothing that you do to me
It's nothing that you said
It's love in stereo
And when I can't let go I say
I'll be your baby
I'll be your score
I'll run the gun for you
And so much more
(chorus)
Downtown we'll drown
We're in our never splender
Flowers
Showers
Who's got the new boy gender
I'll be your baby
I'll be your score
I'll run the gun for you
And so much more
I'll tumble 4 ya
I'll tumble 4 ya
I'll tumble 4 ya
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No defeat
Your dance is sweet
Cause you ripped it from my soul
I'll kiss you
And we will throw a view
It's the only way to take control
Boy I'm sweet
When you've got me beat
I can't turn it
I feel cold
It's for you / that my love is true
Got to blind a boy
To take control
Chorus 1:
Take control (take it)
Take control (take it)
Take control (take it)
Take control
I was there
But you didn't care
And I know
You're using me
(If it's true get the best of you)
(chorus 1)
Chorus 2:
Take control (God would let this thing go)
Take control (God would let this thing go)
Take control (God would let this thing go)
(chorus 1)
(chorus 2)
No defeat
Your dance is sweet
Cause you ripped it from my soul
I'll kiss you
And we will throw a view
It's the only way to take control
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Footsteps movements finding people
Clutch to the forbidden soul
Twisting words to find a reason
How am I supposed to throw
Questions that I cannot answer
Watch those boys they dance and go
Hung up like the rules that made them
I'll be gone before you know
If I cry
Let me be told
Or give me something
That I can hold
Rhythms take me
Do I need it
Will we kiss will you let go
Twisting hearts
Oh how we bleed them
How am I supposed to throw
Memories from where I keep them
Words will only make us slow
We are brave on the assumption
She'll be back
Before you know
If I cry
Let me be told
Or give me something
That I can hold
Footsteps movements finding people
Clutch to the forbidden soul
Twisting words to find a reason
How am I supposed to throw
Questions that I cannot answer
Watch those boys they dance and go
Hung up like the rules that made them
I'll be gone before you know
If I cry
Let me be told
Or give me something
That I can hold
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Words that pull the trigger
Fear the laughing sound
Haunts you/to consider
Love might turn you around
To face a blind emotion
Words like hey let's try
Words like/think it over
They just don't apply
Chorus:
I'm the boy (you made me)
I'm the boy/i'm the boy
I'm the boy (you made me)
I'm the boy, I'm the boy
Love is....
What you make it
Love the overflow
Play if you can take it/some
They just don't know
If all the rules they are making
Break somebody's heart
What's the use in taking
Babys fall apart
(chorus)
(you made me)
You made me realise
That love is just is just a word
That goes unheard in a situation
Where love is nothing
And you....
Are all I can see
This boy's in love with you
You're everything
I can see
This boy's in love with you
You have taken it all
Away from me
Words that pull the trigger
Fear the laughing sound
Haunts you/to consider
Love might turn you around
To face a blind emotion
Words like hey let's try
Words like/think it over
They just don't apply
(chorus)
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Somedays in more ways
I need the distractions
Fire/desire/love and reaction
He must be someone
Yes even me
Something for nothing
Some wish to see
Life beyond reason
Who will I be (who will I be)
I'm afraid of me
I'm afraid of me
Always survive days
Cut and discretion
Touched in a sane way
Leave no impression
He must be someone
Yes even you
Fool my direction
Some wish to see
Love without treason
Who will love me (who will love me)
Chorus:
I'm afraid of me
I'm afraid of me
(afraid to love you)
I'm afraid of me
I'm afraid of me
Somedays in more ways
I need the distractions
Fire/desire/love and reaction
He must be someone
Yes even me
Something for nothing
Some wish to see
Life beyond reason
Who will I be (who will I be)
Always survive days
Cut and discretion
Touched in a sane way
Leave no impression
He must be someone
Yes even you
Fool my direction
Some wish to see
Love without treason
Who will love me (who will love me)
(chorus)
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When you're a white boy
Life gets you high
You hold out thinking
That you know why
You hold out
With the law of men
And when you die
You're born again
Put down your gun
And find your heart
We're dying soldiers
We don't dance for the devil
When you're a white boy
Your life is lust
You kiss and run
And you mistrust
You hold out
With the nowhere men
You dance your dance
And try again
Put down your gun
And find your heart
We're dying soldiers
In the dark (we are no rebels)
You know white boys (can't control it)
You know white boys (never hold it)
You know white boys (hard to swallow)
You know white boys always follow
(follow who)
Put down your gun
And find your heart
We're dying soldiers
We don't dance for the devil
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Give me time to realize my crime
Let me love and steal
I have danced inside your eyes
How can I be real
do you really want to hurt me
do you really want to make me cry
precious kisses words that burn me
lovers never ask you why
in my heart the fire's burning
choose my colors find a star
precious people always tell me
that's a step a step too far
do you really want to hurt me
do you really want to make me cry
do you really want to hurt me
do you really want to make me cry
words are few I have spoken
I could waste a thousand years
wrapped in sorrow words are token
come inside and catch my tears
you've been talking but believe me
if it's true you do not know
this boy loves without a reason
I'm prepared to let you go
If it's love you want from me
then take it away
everything's not what you see
it's over again
do you really....
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