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Natasha Beddingfield Miscellaneous These Words These words are my own yeah Threw some chords together The combination D-E-F It's who I am, it's what I do And I was gonna lay it down for you I Tried to focus my attention But I feel so A-D-D I need some help, some inspiration (But it’s not coming easily) Whoah oh… Tryn'a find the magic Tryn'a write a classic Don’t ya know, don’t ya know, don’t ya know Waste-bin full of paper Clever rhymes, see ya later These words are my own From my heart flow I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you There’s no other way To better say I love you, I love you… Read some Byron Shelly and Keats recited it over a hiphop beat I’m having trouble saying what I mean With dead poets and drum machines You know I had some studio time, booked But I couldn’t find the killa hook Now you've gone and raised the bar right up Nothin' I write is ever good enough These words are my own From my heart flow I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you There’s no other way To better say I love you, I love you… I’m getting off my stage The curtains pull away No hyperbole to hide behind my naked soul exposed Whoah.. oh.. oh.. oh.. Whoah.. oh.. Tryn'a find the magic Tryn'a write a classic Waste-bin full of paper Clever rhymes, see ya later These words are my own From my heart flown I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you There’s no other way To better say I love you… I love you, is that ok?? |
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