The Eighties Matchbox B-line Disaster

The Eighties Matchbox B-line Disaster - Presidential Wave lyrics

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I see you, On my wall, you're a murderer
I see you, On my wall, you're a murderer

If you ever wanna speak to me
You've gotta look into my eyes, My baby
If you ever wanna
You've gotta be my friend again, My baby

What's to say. It's insane.
Words align and I let go

Don't look down. I finger your pulse
And you never hesitated

If you ever wanna speak to me
You've gotta look into my eyes, My baby
If you ever wanna

Sometimes I'm lost I can't find my way home
Sometimes I'm lost, I don't know where to go
If all you people can show me I'm home
All you people can come to my home
All you people can come to my home

Won't Go Near Me
No more you gave to me
Don't go near me

You've gotta look into my eyes, my baby
If you ever wanna
You've gotta be my friend again
If you ever wanna speak to me
You've gotta be my friend again

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Language: English

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