Kishore Kumar Hits

Queentide - Flake şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Queentide

albüm: Flake


Knowing I'm not just a flake
But well-versed in currencies of waiting
It's sweet and sour at the same time
To put you down and ease my mind
I'm growing sick of what I know
And the ways I'd rather go
Growing sick of what I know
And the ways I'd rather go
Knowing I'm not just a flake
And drifting more as of late
It's brittle and strong at the same time
To hold someone so loose and draw this line
I'm growing sick of what I know
And the ways I'd rather go
Growing sick of what I know
And the ways I'd rather go
Na na na na na na na
Na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Growing sick of what I know
And the ways I'd rather go
Growing sick of what I know
And the ways I'd rather go
Growing sick of what I know
And the ways I'd rather go
Growing sick of what I know
And the ways I'd rather go

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