iyla - Strings (Instrumental) slowed and reverb

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  • Опубликовано: 18 ноя 2024

Комментарии • 2

  • @Jadestone3s
    @Jadestone3s 2 года назад

    Thanks man 👍

  • @kyel8157
    @kyel8157 2 года назад +1

    Why do I feel like your puppet?
    You pull my strings while you play me
    Why do I move with your movement?
    Up on your stage, I'm performing
    Left you, but I'm back here on your sofa
    Thought I needed space, I want you closer
    So, why do I move with your movement
    Under your strings like a puppet?
    I'm too up front to turn my back on this (uh)
    Swear you did a number on me, like some raffle tickets (uh)
    Lucky you, you stuck with me, might as well tattoo th- (uh)
    Be like that sometimes, you show up I'll be acting different (different, different)
    Maybe I'm crazy but if I lose you
    Oh, I don't know if I'll survive
    You drive me crazy for your amusement
    And I'm along-long for the ride
    Got me talking to myself, saying to myself, "Oh no"
    Sweet nightmare, not a beautiful dream
    Should move it to the left, move it to the left
    Oh I, know I know better, know I know better
    So, why do I feel like your puppet?
    You pull my strings while you play me
    Why do I move with your movement?
    Up on your stage, I'm performing
    Left you, but I'm back here on your sofa (sofa)
    Thought I needed space, I want you closer
    So, why do I move with your movement
    Under your strings like a puppet?
    I don't mind the strings attached, big facts, no printer
    Why you over there looking like a snack, and I'm the whole dinner?
    Sweet like stevia, no wonder Stevie isn't superstitious
    I don't see no competition, that's a Bird Box
    You're the ribbon in my sky, tripping playing chicken
    Hit me like a head on collision
    Maybe I'm crazy but if I lose you
    Oh, I don't know if I'll survive
    You drive me crazy for your amusement
    And I'm along-long for the ride
    Got me talking to myself, saying to myself, "Oh no"
    Sweet nightmare, not a beautiful dream
    Should move it to the left, move it to the left
    Oh I, know I know better, know I know better
    So, why do I feel like your puppet?
    You pull my strings while you play me
    Why do I move with your movement?
    Up on your stage, I'm performing
    Left you, but I'm back here on your sofa (sofa)
    Thought I needed space, I want you closer
    So, why do I move with your movement
    Under your strings like a puppet?
    Maybe I'm crazy but if I lose you
    Oh, I don't know if I'll survive
    You drive me crazy for your amusement
    And I'm along-long for the ride