Full of All the Moods

I don't want the sea
And in the cold soul bridges of the beach
In their hands go what a scam

Can it beat her to the scans in the boat tank and
Take a time and the feeling is ending why
Held a bit of room take it for you
Anybody want to leave her to

Take it in the seam stride and it doesn't rake
Where you are empty in this fake
Seems like pride
Seems like envy is his eyes
Where is he now
Full of all the moods
Where it isn't empty in his plane old seen but boots

Take it to the mean side where he isn't empty
Where there's love in his tides
Where it isn't seem right in the mood
Where it doesn't take us anywhere
Take it to the seaside where we are in there taking us to bare
All the things that's are just things that the seen in the mean side of you



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Writer(s): Samantha Adams
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