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from Solange - Sol-Angel & The Hadley St. Dreams (2008)
once in a time
where the girls feel like girls and the world is painted cotton candy where the sweet lemonade of mcgregor street was the best the damn thing of the summer breeze your dad drives a foreign car and your mama looks like a beauty queen now the sour bitter days of a colorless place seems to light up my nights somehow and the music i play must be loud, loud, loud, loud, loud as can be so i dont have to hear myself think so i dont have to wake up from this dream i dont wanna sing no single mama blues im not singin look at me i've been abused o im honestly lost girl starin at you so maybe ill put on my high heel shoes and soar the night away and soar the night away but whatever i do im not gonna slow this bird down i don't wanna look life in the eye i'm not gonna fall face first in the spiral called a life im not in denial im not suicidal not an alcoholic im not out here hoin' (e.g whoring) so just shut the f**k up this birds not slowing down once in a while when the sun does its job lets the clouds take a nice day off i can breeze through the day and just run through night here injisted of those big blue eyes is this is life might run on the evening of fourth july so i got reason to fly im not gonna slow this bird down i don't wanna look life in the eye I don't wanna fall face first in the spiral called a life im not in denial im not suicidal not an alcoholic im not out here hoin'(e.g whoring) so just shut the f**k up this birds not slowing down slowing dowwwwnnn slowing downnnnn slowing dowwwnnnn its not over yet the song isnt over yet aint no birds gonna slow me down imma keep on rollin and aint no birds gonna slow me down keep on rollin and aint no birds gonna slow me down imma keep on rollin and aint no birds gonna slow me down |
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