| I hit the pavement,
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| Runnin' a muck and I don’t stop
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| I’ve been living the same day for the past 6 months
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| In a daze, because I’m doing what I love
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| And I won’t leave the stage until you motherfuckers jump
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| I leave my pride inside oblivion, don’t take yourself so serious
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| Life is just a game so you can share all your fears without this
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| theres peace within this harmony that flows within the core of me
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| Grows up in my mind, apples out of another’s apple tree
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| So have a laugh, or get blasted out to space
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| I kiss the breeze and let your rhythm flow out
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| I kiss the breeze and let your rhythm flow out
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| I kiss the breeze and let your rhythm flow out
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| I kiss the breeze and let your rhythm flow out
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| Mind-altering you stare we’re in the clear
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| Activate yourself, the sounds slip through your fingers
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| Where it lingers up above the clouds in a maze
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| You lose control, relaxation, our rotation spinning up round your brain
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| We’re all the same on the level round the way
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| Within it’s carve, within it’s quake, within the breeze lies your fate
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| So share a glass and get blasted off your face
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| I kiss the breeze and let your rhythm flow out
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| I kiss the breeze and let your rhythm flow out
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| I kiss the breeze and let your rhythm flow out
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| I kiss the breeze and let your rhythm flow out
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| Grinded by the sun yeah he burns me to the floor
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| I’m burning cold and getting old, I’ve seen this place before
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| And still when your return to face the burden, breaking laws and turning faces,
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| chasing dreams our shadow’s races.
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| The world is in your hands and I cheers to your success
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| Follow salute, get in the back we’re off to heaven’s gates
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| I put you on the door so don’t worry about your fate
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| We’ll trek around time and space, we’ll drink champagne to celebrate
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| The world is in your hands and I cheers to your success
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| Follow salute, get in the back we’re off to heaven’s gates
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| I leave you wanting more and I’m sorry if we’re late
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| Forget yourself, your mind your state cause theres plenty liver out to waste?
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| Just kiss the breeze and let your rhythm flow out
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| Just kiss the breeze and let your rhythm flow out |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kiss The breeze, artist - Sticky Fingers. Album song Caress Your Soul, in the genre Инди