Hot Karate - Finger Food

Bolillos

i rise like baking bread
don't care if i'm late
do not care what the neighbors think
as i mix myself a drink

baby i can see it in your eyes
you are just the same as i
warm and made to fit the mold

sever every tie if i
could keep you on a string
with you in my possession
i'm discarding everything

i am thoughtless, shapeless and new
i am hopeless, waiting for you
baby i can see it in your eyes
you are just the same as i
warm and made to fit the mold

baby i can see it in your eyes
you are just the same as i

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Writer(s): Cyrus Ghahremani
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