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Come To Think Of It
01:55
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now that I gave back the love that I owed you
will you let me go home ? will you call it a truce ?
oh, it’s all same old and it’s same old new
that’s what romances do, they run out of juice
before you can show, you must observe a little
before you get to solo, you play second fiddle
but there can only be one driver to a vehicle
and meeting you has been messing up my schedule
are you…tryin’ to…figure out…how far I’ll bend…before I break ?
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Old Sweat
02:59
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these days I could settle with an average love
but I scare women away as if I was a perv’
the rain rifles on the roof and sounds like an applause
a praise for a victory that I do not deserve
somehow these mundane events entertain me enough
to not fall asleep at the wheel of my life
oh, I long for the amazon who shall call my bluff
with eyes like planets and fingers like knives
who said that we all have a dream in common
daily I wake up in sweat with nightmares of my own
but my boss likes to say that I had it coming
with all that time spent working on a poem
I’m left to wonder if I can do better than others
and better than the other me that I used to be
in the Us of A (in the United K), people call each other brothers
as fake as it sounds, it feels good to me
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The Keys France
Born and raised in several France locations, Boris Paillard a.k.a The Keys has found a new home on stage, winning audiences across Europe and America with raw talent and ample doses of charm.
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