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3 Left Feet
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MAVI
Featuring(s) : Feet
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Yeah Told you my grip was slipping Is it really? Yeah I wish it didn't have to end like this Met at your wits, a cliff Told you my grip was slipping You looked up like, "Is it really?" Or you want your fist for clenching Couldn't answer Stepped on your toes when I first pulled you close A willing dancer, three left feet Step in a jilted pattern And three's a crowd, I was clumsy, you convinced that all that whispered chatter Would grow the streams and pull our seems out into listless tatter Lack of expertise became the distant past and didn't matter I want you back, but I can't give you the years I can't give back the tears, on tour, can't give you experience Your womanhood your own, so I can't give you experiments This lil' introductory love, not the peak of the pyramid I blush and through my fingers, I first peek at you hearing this The heat of the mirror make my eyes sprinkle like spearmint I'm peerless to these fans, but painting peel while you peering in You the one that understand why I can't feel how they cheer for me Fasted from love, avoidant when you tried to chase me I ran faster from love and then chased after you, dumb I know the wrinkles on your brain just like the back of my thumb I wanna pick it, but I listen when you tell me we done Where my persistence? You knocked the wind out of my sails, where my conditioning? You counterbalanced out my Libra scales, but now they tip again I look to my right for the reminder of the mission is Your spot is the emptiest, hold vigil where you was sittin' Wish it didn't have to end like this Met at your wits, a cliff I told you my grip was slipping You looked up like, "Is it really?" Or you want your fist for clenching Couldn't answer Stepped on your toes when I first pulled you close A willing dancer, three left feet It was your grace And then no space, we married in the soul space It couldn't carry on to earth because you just too holy Me with you just too whole, we compose to decompose, ain't it? I'ma see you on the path again if I'm supposed, ain't it? We 'posed to be a no-brainer How many times I sew Frankenstein up before the torch and the forks? More your dreams become divorce again You left me at the same tree you found me before hanging Wish it didn't have to end like this Met at your wits, a cliff Told you my grip was slipping You looked up like, "Is it really?" Or you want your fist for clenching Couldn't answer Stepped on your toes when I first pulled you close A willing dancer, three left feet Yeah, three left feet Yeah, yeah, but would you still dance with me? Would you still dance with me? Yeah, yeah, would you still dance with me? Yeah, yeah, would you still dance with me? Yeah, yeah, would you still dance with me? Yeah, yeah, would you still dance? Dance Would you still dance with me? Yeah, would you still dance with me? Would you still dance with me? Would you still dance?
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