No More Blues
Heaven has no heart for me
Moonlight on the city streets
It's the kind of blue you wanna hide away from
Let it out before it starts to speak
Who's right it sure ain't me
It's the kind of mood you wanna fight and kill uhuh
And I'm losing myself while I work for cheap
With my Hollywood tits selling it for free
On the down low, mistakes were made
And I realize there's nothing to say
Too late to save it now
I'm clocked out brother broken down
No sullen blues to sing along to
Too late to turn back now
I'm knocked down brother hollowed out
No sullen blues to sing along to
You've got no heart of mine
Twice fooling I'll do it right
It's the kind of rouse you wanna stick the man to
Just so you could see the white of her eyes
Bright with surprise when she's finished spitting lies
Its the kind of doom that you want to talk to
And I'm losing myself while I work for cheap
With my Hollywood tits selling it for free
On the down low, mistakes were made
And I realize there's nothing to say
Too late to save it now
I'm clocked out brother broken down
No sullen blues to sing along to
Too late to turn back now
I'm knocked down brother hollowed out
No sullen blues to sing along to
No More Blues
No More Blues
No More blues
No more blues
Moonlight on the city streets
It's the kind of blue you wanna hide away from
Let it out before it starts to speak
Who's right it sure ain't me
It's the kind of mood you wanna fight and kill uhuh
And I'm losing myself while I work for cheap
With my Hollywood tits selling it for free
On the down low, mistakes were made
And I realize there's nothing to say
Too late to save it now
I'm clocked out brother broken down
No sullen blues to sing along to
Too late to turn back now
I'm knocked down brother hollowed out
No sullen blues to sing along to
You've got no heart of mine
Twice fooling I'll do it right
It's the kind of rouse you wanna stick the man to
Just so you could see the white of her eyes
Bright with surprise when she's finished spitting lies
Its the kind of doom that you want to talk to
And I'm losing myself while I work for cheap
With my Hollywood tits selling it for free
On the down low, mistakes were made
And I realize there's nothing to say
Too late to save it now
I'm clocked out brother broken down
No sullen blues to sing along to
Too late to turn back now
I'm knocked down brother hollowed out
No sullen blues to sing along to
No More Blues
No More Blues
No More blues
No more blues
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Writer(s): Jeremy Frank
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