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Breakfast In New York
03:44
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Oh, I'm so sick of this dumb weather
What do you say we make it better?
Grab my hand and my umbrella
And lead the way through the rain
It's staggering how good this feels cause just last year it was you and your stupid boyfriend
I can't forget the way he looked when you said goodbye (it's you and I)
We're at the cafe
With nothing to say
But I loved you then oh and I love you now
And it's sad to think oh that I even wondered how
And the day I move on will be when I'm in Heaven
Oh, I'm so sick of this darn place where everything reminds me of you
I can't forget the way you looked when we said goodbye
I'm in the eye of a hurricane that's on my face
I've got to work but I wanna stay with
you to keep you warm on this cold December morn (I feel so warm)
When we're at the cafe
with nothing to say
But I loved you then oh and I love you now
And it's sad to think oh that I even wondered how
Oh, we dove right in left an impression on the shore
I let the tide take me out leaving the thought of wanting more
And the day I move on will be when I'm in Heaven
I'm so sick of these selfish people
Always making you feel you're inadequate
They don't do you any good like I could, I will
Take you to those places we had talked about
We're having breakfast in New York
Time is running out Darling we can still get away, there to stay
We're at the cafe
With nothing to say
But I loved you then oh and I love you now
And it's sad to think oh that I even wondered how
And the day I move on will be a cold day in Hell
Can't you tell
That the day I move on will be when I'm in Heaven
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2. |
The Motion
03:01
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3. |
Professional
03:20
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I stepped out onto the street down in Uptown Charlotte
Almost got run over by a lady
And just when I thought my day couldn't get better
She pulls up she's flashing her legs like a Beamer, yeah
From the way she walked to the way she said "hello"
She's a professional
She's a professional
I'm watching her careful
She's a professional, yeah
Just my lucky day we met again on 7th (7th)
With every word confirming my assessments
So I gave her my card saying, "I know a place off of Tryon" (Tryon)
Cause in our future I can feel a merger, oh yeah
She's a professional
She's a professional
I'm watching her careful
She's a professional, yeah
She's a professional
She's a professional
I'm watching her careful
She's a professional, yeah
She's a professional
She's a professional
I'm watching her careful
She's a professional, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you see it (believe it)
Believe it (you'll see it)
Mmhmm
Mama Mia (amigo)
Holy (tolito)
What do I do come on
She's a professional
Oh, she's a professional
It's my confessional
She's a professional
She's a professional
She's a professional
I'm watching her careful
She's a professional, yeah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
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4. |
So-So Sorry
03:17
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Hurt me now you know I never feel any pain
Oh, take your knife and guide it where you will
You will always stab me in the back don't you see
As the blood runs down your hands remember
Your enemies are sometimes a friend
So so so so so-so sorry
Hope you're happy watching me fall down
My lifeless eyes stare into you
I'll be here but don't expect me to come knocking
I'm only the doormat that you walked all over
Lost sanity (lost)
Vendettas and revenge control you
Do you know what you meant to me?
Of course you don't, cause you're no friend
So so so so so-so sorry
Hope you're happy watching me fall down
My lifeless eyes stare into you
So so so so so-so sorry
Contemplate the crime at your door step
Uninvited so come on in
Oh and all I ever wanted was just a simple apology but never this
Kill me now you know I didn't feel any pain
Oh you know how, regret has got you on the run
You're so so so so so so sorry
Raise me up or leave me to die here (leave me die)
I feel so cold, you feel it too
So so so so so-so sorry
Contemplate the crime at your door step
Uninvited so come on in, yeah
Never give up, never give up
Never give up, never give up
Never give up, never give up
Never give up, never give up
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5. |
Quit
02:45
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"Quit" is my first single after "37 Reasons". It was one of the potential songs for the EP but it did not make it on there.
lyrics
I can justify why I've had enough of you
Because you make me look like a tool and spend all my money on shoes
Are you just too crazy or am I really that lame?
I swore I’d never do this but I’m done with this game
I quit, I quit, I quit
(Just wanna say goodbye)
I quit, I quit, I quit
(I'm letting go, alright?)
We'll never be a hit
Show me the door and I'm gone
I quit, I quit, I quit, I quit
Well, everything was always up then down in the dust
The elevator of love is falling, smashing through the stories of us
I'll throw out our pictures and my rear-view mirror
Just like you, I'll pretend I’m not here
I quit, I quit, I quit
(Just wanna say goodbye)
Oh, I quit, I quit, I quit
(I'm letting go, alright?)
Oh, we'll never be a hit
Show me the door and I'm gone
I quit, I quit, I quit, I quit
I'm so over it
I'll never forget, forget to forget
I have never been so glad to forfeit
So glad to forfeit to you
I quit, I quit, I quit
(Just wanna say goodbye)
Oh, I quit, I quit, I quit
(I'm letting go, alright?)
No, we'll never be a hit
Show me the door and I'm gone
I quit, I quit, I quit, I quit
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DeForest Charlotte, North Carolina
As a native of Charlotte, NC, DeForest founded his musical adventure in the hustle and bustle of the city life. His fascination with music began when he became interested in audio prouduction. Songwriting and performing naturally sprung out of the desire to produce and record; thus DeForest was enamored with great musicians all around the musical spectrum: from Billy Joel to Thelonius Monk. ... more
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