1. |
Motherfucker
03:37
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Please leave the way you came
Like a motherfucker
Like a motherfucker
No need to blame on me
I hope you got it
I hope you got it
Please leave the way you came
Please leave the way you came
Like a motherfucker like a motherfucker
Like a motherfucker like a motherfucker
I say you got me wrong
Now you trying to flip it
You trying to skip it
Go back where you belong
I am sick of it
I really mean it
Please leave the way you came
Please leave the way you came
Like a motherfucker like a motherfucker
Like a motherfucker like a motherfucker
Please leave the way you came
Like a motherfucker
Like a motherfucker
Please leave the way you came
Like a motherfucker
Like a motherfucker
Like a motherfucker like a motherfucker
Like a motherfucker like a motherfucker
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2. |
A Copy Machine Woman
03:07
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I see plenty of skirts
I put millions of likes
But still no one of them
Rules in my kingdom of hype
I need something besides
Your unconditional love
A power to reinforce
I am able to feel much more
Woman with a copy machine, copy my heart sugar
Copy my heart till death tears us apart
Maybe I don’t belong
To the script, they are in
Maybe I have to play
With the copies I have
Honestly, I don’t mind
As long I am safe while I am high
But there is something I need
Realise I am alive
Woman with a copy machine copy my heart sugar
Copy my heart till death tears us apart
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3. |
Whiskey Lovers
03:15
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Stay out of fashion
No depression
Keep it old fashioned
You know what I mean
Break the wall
Tell me how it feels
Pour me a glass
No fuss
Shakes and staggers
Confess
Take turns
Tell me is this real
Real
Get down
Whiskey lovers sisters and brothers
Whiskey lovers drinking each other
Stay out of fashion
No depression
Keep it old fashioned
You know what I mean
Break the wall
Tell me is this real
Pour me a glass
No fuss
Shakes and staggers
Confess
Take turns
Tell me how it feels
Feels
Get down
Whiskey lovers sisters and brothers
Whiskey lovers drinking each other
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4. |
Sour Girl Garden
03:24
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In your garden cactus and stones
Here you are left behind
Willing to meet them this summer or fall
But you got no lines to rime
Don’t look for a dress don’t look for the hay
White horses ran away
You hope for the sun to show you the way
But the star goes a year to the day
Sour girl garden
Welcome if you’re down
Sour girl state
Remember to feel dumb
Stop feeding fishes they already dead
Don’t hope for makeup too much
Stop watering cactuses with sorrows you got
Let them be out of touch
One day you are old and feeling cold
And you got no one to recall
Remember those days when you wanted the most
To be so touch me not
Sour girl garden
Welcome if you’re down
Sour girl state
Remember to feel dumb
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Spanks Kyiv, Ukraine
A two-piece rock band kicking maximum ass by throwing melodic hooks over catchy riffs.
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COPY MY HEART live sessions 2019
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