Category Goldfinger

Counting The Days

"So here I go and there you went…again
Just another stupid thing that I done wrong.
Locked up in my head

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Man In The Suitcase

I’d invite you back to my place
I know its mine because it holds my suitcase
It looks home to me all right
But it’s a hundred miles from yesterday night

Must I be the man in a suitcase
Is it me

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I Need To Know

"I run away cause I’m
scared that you might leave
there’s nothing wrong
but that’s not what I believe
just tell me it’s alright
and tell me I’m okay
and tell me that you’re
staying here tonight

I feel stupid saying
words you’ve heard before
the way I feel today
is all I know for sure
and if I scare you
I’m only scaring me
I’ve got so much to say
why won’t you speak with me
I need to know

what you’re feeling
do you feel like I do
let’s talk about everything
I want to share my life with you
and tell me that you feel
the way I feel with you
and tell me that
you love me like I do

you’re in my life
well I want to be sure
I’m not wasting time
I’ve been through this before
"

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King For A Day

Runnin’ twice as fast I see
you’re getting sick again
you’re runnin’ faster all the time
If i could I’ll take it away
you know I would

Making plans to rule the world wooo
spread yourself way too thin wooo
wishing that you were king
i killing you…
deniyng that you’re just a man wooo
just makes you tire out wooo
you’ve got to slow it down
you’re allways running

And if Iwrite this song to you
would you listen up?
cuz this is your life
is not mine
If I could I’ll take it away
you know I would

Making plans to rule the world woao
spread yourself way too thin woao
wishing that you were king
is killing you…
deniyng that you’re just a man woao
just makes you tire out woao
you’ve got to slow it down
you’re allways running
Making plans to rule the world woao
spread yourself way too thin woao
wishing that you were king
is killi...

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Carlita

"Well after today I’ll never see you
and you’ll be left with your life
Collecting all your souvenirs
I’ll never get it right

Empty man hollow man
I call myself a hermit
My self esteem contingent on
the way you look at me

I’m hanging on your words
yeah I’m reading
all your thoughts
If only I could be you now
cause you got the control

Empty man lonely man
I call myself depressed
I’m finding ways to avoid you
at the expense of sanity
I’m hanging on your words
and I’d like to share a thought
I know I can’t be you now
but I’d like to stay a while
"

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