The First man on Jupiter
Exaggerating is an art!

What do you save me from?

February 14th 2011 in my amateur songs

What do you save me from?

What do you save me from?

Yourself?

You made me feel like I don’t dare

When it’s you..

It’s you..

 

What do you save me from?

What do you think you save me from?

Really…

You made me feel like I don’t dare

When it’s you..

It’s you..

 

Tell them how the hands tick slower.

Tell ’em how you like ’em faster.

But you don’t you don’t stop ’em.

Coz you don’t dare.

 

You can keep up you thought you won’t.

Coz you changed your mind.

Tell the world tell ’em all.

But you leave me behind.

 

What do you save me from?

What do you save me from?

Yourself?

You made me feel like I don’t dare

When it’s you..

It’s you..

 

What do you save me from?

What do you think you save me from?

Really…

You made me feel like I don’t dare

When it’s you..

It’s you..

 

Now I understand enough is enough

Though it never is…

 

What do you save me from?

What do you save me from?

Yourself?

You made me feel like I don’t dare

When it’s you..

It’s you..

 

What do you save me from?

What do you think you save me from?

Really…

You made me feel like I don’t dare

When it’s you..

It’s you..

 

 

 

 


2 comments to...
“What do you save me from?”
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sona

mirip sama lirik thefirstmanojupiter..it’s you..it’s you..in part 2 yah..hehehe


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thef1rstmanonjupiter

Amen yah…..




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