Chorus:
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It seems to me that I'm running after a dream to nowhere
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If time is sand, then answer me, what is water? |
(then)
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I'm barefoot along the wind
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I feel the ground with my feet (ooh)
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It seems to me that I'm running after a dream to nowhere
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If time is sand, then answer me, what is water? |
(then)
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I'm barefoot along the wind
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I feel the ground with my feet (ooh)
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First Verse: Jacques-Anthony
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This bitch is an angel and I don't give a fuck what they fuck about her
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She is the bomb
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This bitch is an angel, but I know you need to be careful with her
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Look at both
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This bitch is hotter than hell, so I'm alone with her
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not for long
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I know the truth is somewhere nearby, I look at her from behind - and I
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This is a lot
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I'm not a connoisseur, but she's like a ghetto ballerina
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I hate those who have been in its depths (I hate them)
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There will be no flowers, no gifts, no conversations
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Just fuck, score, blow up and fuck again
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Transition:
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The length of her legs, the sparkle of her eyes
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Highlights everything - ripe pineapple
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I plunge again and again
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At this late hour
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I dive again and again
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(One more time, one more time)
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Deeper each
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Everytime
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Chorus:
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It seems to me that I'm running after a dream to nowhere
|
If time is sand, then answer me, what is water? |
(then)
|
I'm barefoot along the wind
|
I feel the ground with my feet (ooh)
|
It seems to me that I'm running after a dream to nowhere
|
If time is sand, then answer me, what is water? |
(then)
|
I'm barefoot along the wind
|
I feel the ground with my feet (ooh)
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Second Verse: Jacques-Anthony
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I almost lost my mind
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But I don't remember her name, I won't fuck
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She went somewhere, coming from nowhere,
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But the smell of Gucci perfume remained in the air
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She hit the target, I would have signed a contract with her
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I would release on the field in uniform, but not to play
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After all, you need to spend time with her, but you don’t need to sleep
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Fuck, hammer, fuck, hammer
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Transition:
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The length of her legs, the sparkle of her eyes
|
Highlights everything - ripe pineapple
|
I plunge again and again
|
At this late hour
|
I dive again and again
|
(One more time, one more time)
|
Deeper each
|
Everytime
|
Chorus:
|
It seems to me that I'm running after a dream to nowhere
|
If time is sand, then answer me, what is water? |
(then)
|
I'm barefoot along the wind
|
I feel the ground with my feet (ooh)
|
It seems to me that I'm running after a dream to nowhere
|
If time is sand, then answer me, what is water? |
(then)
|
I'm barefoot along the wind
|
I feel the ground with my feet (ooh) |