Conversations ft. Edward Vanzet - Thrupence
Lyrics by：Jack Vanzet
Composed by：Thrupence
Some place I belong
Not walking up in empty beds alone
Someone's kept me down
Reality sends my head spinning around
At times it gets too much
And what am I supposed to do
Just the one of being in search
I'm shy to hell for you
It makes you wanna steal a car
And what am I supposed to do
Drive so god d**n fast and far
I'm shy to hell for you
On your own
On your own
Some place I belong
Not walking up in empty beds alone
Someone's kept me down
Reality sends my head spinning around
I' been having a conversation whit myself every day
How you doing
How's your pain
When's your mind gone rearrange
Boy oh boy
And what am I supposed to do
Conversations on your own
I'm shy to hell for you
Conversations on your own
You conversations on your own
Conversations on your own
You conversations on your own
You conversations on your own
You conversations on your own
You conversations on your own
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