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Toussaint Morrison
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Baby, I'm Bad Weather
I was born on a storm When I get goin'- I get goin' And I don't need any wrong To know better Put your faith to the doubt Or take the roof off the house We don't need gravity To get down
Now, I'm the reason why you broke up with him and got back together Thought I was sunshine, but baby I'm bad weather I'm off the Doppler and the five-day forecast By the time they hear, I've already pushed the shore back No, no- I wasn't always like this Skies cleared soon as my daylight lit Sidewalks dried up, no snow emergency I could take your February and turn it into spring
But somethin' happened and it started to cloud The scene began to wilt with sunshine year round Seems nobody remembered what it was like without me And too much of a good thing turned into a thing I hit the road and took a few days off Which consequently turned longer than I originally thought To this day. So, baby call it what ya want 'good', 'bad', 'hot', or a 'cold front'
Testify Testify Bring your word If it's worth it's fire Don't give me 'maybe' Don't give me 'I don't know' Baby, you ain't singin' with ya choir 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
I heard ya broke up with him again So, you could dance in the rain you used to take for granted And still have summer at your whim To suit your mood ring when you felt like you couldn't manage But by the time you stepped outside and looked up The seasons changed along with degrees and Celsius I was long gone and nowhere to be found Ya figured somebody turned your whole world upside down
But gravity ain't to blame when we're standin' on different planets I'm rollin' with the thunder and the overcast Bright lights flashin' freedom or crash If ya see me around it's only to take the high score back Change is a hard trade in this arcade And I'm back to coffee by the time the stars fade Who's that hot chic workin' down at the Spyhouse Got eyes lookin' like a demon might fly out
I flirt with fire, but never ever play Spend too many yesterdays with that 'wait, hurry, wait' But be sure as day it's a beautiful accord Pardon me as I enjoy the storm
The stakes is high Stakes is high Bring your heart And gamble through the night Girl is you crazy? You're in a game You can't afford to let die
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