| Don’t wanna be the man that broke her
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| I wanna be that eloquent smoker:
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| With the shirt thats parched so white
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| That you can see nothin but my white wing flight
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| Don’t wanna be the man that broke her
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| I wanna be that eloquent smoker:
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| With the shoes so black and sharp
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| That you can’t hear nothin but the shreik of a harp
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| Don’t wanna be the man that broke her
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| I wanna be that eloquent smoker:
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| With the shirt thats parched so white
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| That you can see nothin but my white wing flight
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| Don’t wanna be the man that broke her
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| I wanna be that eloquent smoker:
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| With the shoes so black and sharp
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| That you can’t hear nothin but the shreik of a harp
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| I don’t wanna be the man who bleeds
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| With his skin so wet
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| That you can’t see the need
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| Of takin him back
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| Right into your arms
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| And tellin him
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| 'Baby never done me no harm'
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| Don’t wanna be the man that broke her
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| I wanna be that eloquent smoker:
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| With the hair so slick and styled
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| That their ain’t another man for at least 10 miles
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| Don’t wanna be the man that broke her
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| I wanna be that eloquent smoker:
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| With the pants so thin and tight
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| That you can’t thinka nothin but the sultry night
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| Don’t wanna be that man of sin
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| With a cutthroat at your door
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| But you won’t let him in
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| I’m according all my might
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| Just to make things right
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| I repent my repe-repetitions
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| I don’t wanna be the man who bleeds
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| With his skin so wet
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| That you can’t see the need
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| Of takin him back
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| Right into your arms
|
| And tellin him
|
| 'Baby never done me no harm'
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| Don’t wanna be that man of sin
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| With a cutthroat at your door
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| But you won’t let him in
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| I’m according all my might
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| Just to make things right
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| I repent my repe-repetitions
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| I dont wanna be the man who bleeds
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| With his skin so wet
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| That you can’t see the need
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| Of takin him back
|
| Right into your arms
|
| And tellin him
|
| 'Baby never done me no harm'
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| Don’t wanna be that man of sin
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| With a cutthroat at your door
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| But you won’t let him in
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| I’m according all my might
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| Just to make things right
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| I repent my repe-repetitions
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| Oh lord im coming on up
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| Won’t you tell my baby please to save me a spot
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| I’m comin on up
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| I’m comin on up
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| I’m shining
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| Oh lord can i sip from the cup?
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| Don’t you dare tell my baby im a miserable fuck
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| I’m shakin on in
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| I’m shakin on in
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| Im blinding
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| Oh lord im coming on up
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| Won’t you tell my baby please to save me a spot
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| I’m comin on up
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| I’m comin on up
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| I’m shining
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| Oh lord can i sip from the cup?
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| Don’t you dare tell my baby im a miserable fuck
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| I’m shakin on in
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| I’m shakin on in
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| I’m blinding
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| Oh lord im coming on up
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| Won’t you tell my baby please to save me a spot
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| I’m comin on up
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| I’m comin on up
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| I’m shining
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| Oh lord can i sip from the cup?
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| Don’t you dare tell my baby im a miserable fuck
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| I’m shakin on in
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| I’m shakin on in
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| I’m blinding |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gate Hearing! , by - Slim Twig. Song from the album Derelict Dialect & Vernacular Violence, in the genre Иностранный рок