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Tymps lyrics
Those boon times went bust
My feet of clay, they dried to dust
The red isn t the red we painted its just rust
And the signature thing
That used to bring a following
I have trouble now even remembering
So why did I kiss him so hard
Late last Friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans
I'm either so sick in the head
I need to be bled dry to quit
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope that s it
I knew that to keep in touch
Would do me deep in Dutch
Cuz it isn t the rush of remembering
Its just mush
And that signature thing
Is only growing harrowing
I should have no trouble now
To keep from following
So why did I kiss him so hard
Late last Friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans
I'm either so sick in the head
I need to be bled dry to quit
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope that s it
Those boon times went bust
My feet of clay, they dried to dust
The red isn t the red we painted its just rust
And the signature thing
That used to bring a following
I have trouble now
Even remembering
So why did I kiss him so hard
Late last Friday night
And keep on letting him change all my plans
I'm either so sick in the head
I need to be bled dry, to quit
Or I just really used to love him
Or I just really used to love him
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope that s it
Part of these releases
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- Track 5 on Extraordinary Machine
- 4 Better Version Of Me
- 6 Parting Gift
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- Track 5 on Original Album Classics Disc 3
- 4 Better Version Of Me
- 6 Parting Gift
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- Track 5 on Extraordinary Machine Disc 2
- 4 Better Version Of Me
- 6 Parting Gift
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