Igda

Don't you mind your definition
If you're acting like you don't mind
I'm not the one to call to our house life
Every beat is my disguise

A bit of sin inside out
This written lines
They won't get back blank
Wine glass, pictures pass
An empty glass inside my eyes

Don't stand at this door
In times like these you are blocking the traffic
Advice boy lays on the floor
In times like these he's just seeking for some lies
Don't stand at the door
It's times like these you've got to show your soul

Back back, watch watch your back
Toxic man is coming home
Is coming just to get you



Credits
Writer(s): Tomas Iglesias
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