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Kiss The Bride Goodbye lyrics - Manhattan Makes It Worse
| Title: |
Manhattan Makes It Worse |
| Artist: |
Kiss The Bride Goodbye |
| Album: |
Demo 2005 |
| Year: |
2005 |
| Submitted by: |
bass |
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He said: “Hey lad, are you still confused?
Are you missing a beat? Well let me show you the good moves
You’re on your rookie year and there’s no need to challenge
You better start working for next year selection”
Hey freshman! Your plea lacks of purpose
It’s your kind words against my thesaurus
It’s your big plans and my senseless senses
And your way to contest my lady-proof wisdom
So you should trust my tongue ‘cause it knows it all around
So now, let’s go all the way
Today, let’s go all the way from here
We’ll have a drink, we’ll set our clocks
We’ll clink our glasses to your good luck
So today, let’s go all the way again
It’s up to you now my advices are pointless
I’m sorry for my smart talk or this thing you call insistence
Blame my indiscretion it’s due to my compassion
My philosophy is:
That the only truth is behind the frame
That you’re nearly screwed when you choose to play this game
You can laugh now, we’re back to the playground
You can smile when I say that I am
Right by your side, seatbelt fastened up
With a city map so we won’t get lost
You’re the king of streetlights, the avenue’s monarch
You’re allowed to burn the red lights
I heard you’ve recently stood with that smile so mocking
You now reign on your bedroom, oh my lord, oh my king
We’ve been dancing for one month
And your feet seem to have the touch
Plus your mocking smile seems to be wide enough
By the end of summer I guess we’ll move south
Come on let’s have fun scream a thousand of mouths
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