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Anyone on the last day of the year??❤🥹

Anyone of uu come here after watching on edit of kdrama @ when the phone rings 😀😀😄

I love this song

Best speed up version ever.

gives me that tingly feeling.... I STILL LOVE IT THO🤩

editpr attend here ❤❤

Also thank you who made this I know that it took so long but thank you for kindes ❤

YES.👏👏👏

The Vibe Coming From Ariana Grande And The Weeknd Is Super Awesome Sauce

Ahh~ this kind i love it

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The best version 👌

I love it ❤ +1 like

I love every version of this song. It’s such a catchy and sad song. It’s amazing and gives me feelings I can’t even explain. Thank you for making a sped up version.

YEYEYEYEYEYAYAGEYAYEGEYAYE

still cant believe a girl sang this??? sounds like a boy lol best song ive ever heard still <3

Great video 🤩 +1 like

Yessssss this is a great version

1:19 to 1:26 IS AMAZING I'M IN LOVEE!❤

I was searching for a good speed up audio and I found it 😮

lesbian music always hits hard 🙏

Who’s here in 3067? 😂

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Nostalgic

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Very good ❤

This should be the original!

NAOMI, THE TALENT.

Bro did not even nightcore it.

This is the one country song I like

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My comfort song ❤🌊>>>

SLAY.

I actually needed this😭

FRR THIS ATE UP

OMG I FINALLY FOUND THIS SONG😭❤️

This is tuff bro 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Im not a girl, but ive been abused and this song just…. Describes it

and you're gonna find me here KRISH...

There are flowers in my heart They're growing thorns and it hurts Every time You're around We make up I feel down And I won't See you again You're not a person You're my friend If we do Just by chance Can we kiss? Can we dance? (Dedicate this song to my ex-girlfriend Karen <3)

3rd version I've clicked of this and this is the only sped up version that sounds good so far. Good on ya 👍

I could listen to this on repeat ❤❤

this is an actual MASTERPIECE!!!

omg THANK YOU FOR THIS!! 💕

Really nice +1 like +1 sub ☺️🤩🔥⭐✨✨

Lyrics: One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24∕7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24∕7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour The capillaries in my eyes (all day, every day) Are bursting (therapist, mother, maid) If our love died (nymph then virgin) Would that be the worst thing? (Nurse then a servant) For somebody (just an appendage) I thought was my saviour (live to attend him) You sure make me do (so that) A whole lot of labour (he never lifts a finger) The calloused skin on my hands (24∕7) Is cracking (baby machine) If our love ends (so he can live out) Would that be a bad thing? (His picket fence dreams) And the silence (it's not an act of love) Haunts our bed chamber (if you make her) You make me do too much labour