Criss Jami - Mobile

Criss Jami - Mobile

Why'd I hide it br Yeah that kind of riot br When you sigh and the silence shrieks louder than verbs and br And the direction the affection takes then br Pressures the perfectionist in- br To layman's ways of saying 'let's be friends' br br So the road is fired up though you know the tire's cut br And the stereo it plays 'here we go' br It makes eerie tones br They come oh straight from br A joke even though br That's a story baby we both really know br br Oh we're stop and go to gamble br And at lights hear advice br The rambles from a manhole br br But let's not forget the device br It's mobile but not handheld br No the heart it doesn't crash oh before it gets trampled br br The temple table's overturned br Turns out we're late br 'Cause the clover caught aflame baby we waited so it burned br But that's okay br You say the gamble ex-changes it br It makes the coins get weightless and br And turns the green into an urn br br Oh we're stop and go to gamble br And at lights hear advice br The rambles from a manhole br br But let's not forget the device br It's mobile but not handheld br No the heart it doesn't crash oh before it gets trampled br No the heart it doesn't crash oh before it gets trampledbr br Criss Jamibr br


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Uploaded: 2014-06-12

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