Philly Death

The way you worked your mouth
I could feel it inside
You wanted to move on
You needed to hear this song

And when I took my time
I played my game
And it worked on you
Just like you wanted it too

I saw you twice today
And it wasn't enough
Of all the talking stuff
I saw right through your bluffs



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Roberts
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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