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We Don’t Have To Dance - Andy Black (Slowed) 
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We Don't Have To Dance - Andy Black (Slowed)

Loves the death of peace of mind.
By Bad Omens

THE DEATH OF PEACE OF MIND

lyrics:

why's this always gotta happen to me? i should have known
i never fail to never learn from mistakes, still throwing stones
blood signed, we made it a pact
yours dried out, you took it back
and you know you are a paradox and you contradict
the road you walk, everything that you ever did
cutting into my code
erasing everything i know

hear me out, i'm sorry, but i'm a little less than sold
i've been around, heard all the stories you said you never told
you're used to speaking in tongues to feel like you're in control
now you've got nowhere to run, now you've got nowhere to go

i feel my focus fading away, i had high hopes
running from the man that i used to be, but i'm too slow
blood signed, we made a pact
yours dried out, you took it back

hear me out, i'm sorry, but i'm a little less than sold
i've been around, heard all the stories you said you never told
you're used to speaking in tongues to feel like you're in control
now you've got nowhere to run, now you've got nowhere to go

tell me what's mine and tell me what's yours
why i never got a say, never got a choice?
tell me what's mine and tell me what's yours
why i never got a say, never got a choice?
tell me what's mine and tell me what's yours
why i never got a say, never got a choice?
tell me what's mine and tell me what's yours
and why i never ever got a fucking say oh

are you ready
i'm in the driver's seat now

hear me out, i'm sorry, but i'm a little less than sold
i've been around, heard all the stories you said you never told
you're used to speaking in tongues to feel like you're in control
now you've got nowhere to run, now you've got nowhere to go

hear me out, i'm sorry, but i'm a little less than sold
i've been around, heard all the stories you said you never told
you're used to speaking in tongues to feel like you're in control
now you've got nowhere to run, now you've got nowhere to go

bad omens - nowhere to go (nightcore)

Too close to touch - Comatose

A song about loss and grief, and how even when you think you've moved on, it is always there.

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