1. |
Dirty Whispers
03:52
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DIRTY WHISPERS:
Verse
I know whats in your love,
thats making my heart freak
I know whats making your love,
so irresistible.
It's the burn in your kiss
and the 'thick' of your hips
You're Aphrodesia,
Oh I see ya,
Just admit it
I hear violins,
When you tell me your sins
Oh I love your story,
Won't you keep me in it
Chorus
Cause
YOU GOT YOU GOT
THE BEST OF ME
YOU GOT YOU GOT
THE BEST OF ME
Good things can come
with DIRTY WHISPERS
Verse
Maybe its cause I'm drunk,
I'm happily helpless
Maybe I mainlined your love
and I feel wonderful
It’s your mango I sip
your curves I worship
You're Aphrodesia,
Oh I see ya
Just admit it
The Marvin Gaye songs,
When you tell me your wrongs
Oh I like your story,
Won't you keep me in it
Chorus
Cause
YOU GOT YOU GOT
THE BEST OF ME
YOU GOT YOU GOT
THE BEST OF ME
Good things can come
with DIRTY WHISPERS
Bridge
You rule my world
with a dirty whisper
You rule my world
with a dirty whisper
Chorus
Cause
YOU GOT YOU GOT
THE BEST OF ME
YOU GOT YOU GOT
THE BEST OF ME
Good things can come
with DIRTY WHISPERS
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2. |
Bones
03:17
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BONES
written by AM!R
I can't forget that white dress you were wearing,
frank ocean was singing
was wrapped around your finger.
from the same state, but not from the same city
two loners, two gypsies,
just natural born sinners
ohhhhh
she keeps the razor close
one wrong move
she'll cut you from her throne
ohhhhhh
she keeps the razor close
I love my scars and all my broken bones
I love my scars and all my broken bones
I love my scars and all my broken bones
I don't think good love is right if its pretty,
its nasty and gritty,
so fuck your perfect love song
cigarette burns on my record collection,
with drug bent confessions
you love me hard till its gone
ohhhhh
she keeps the razor close
one wrong move
she'll cut you from her throne
ohhhhhh
she keeps the razor close
i love my scars and all my broken bones
i love my scars and all my broken bones
i love my scars and all my broken bones
well i think this things worth
worth fighting for
well i think this things worth
worth fighting for
well i think this things worth
all my scars and all my broken bones
i love my scars and all my broken bones
i love my scars and all my broken bones
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3. |
Design
03:03
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Design
She walks the Brooklyn bridge in heels and tattered jeans.
And keeps a bed of nails so she can't fall asleep.
She Rick James on the third rail,
doesn't give a fuck, male or female.
No
She a freak? Oh she a freak FREAK
She a gunpowder girl all about it girl, sweet
Go ahead now, go ahead Bella
let your wild horse run.
Oh
Feels close to forever
Since I felt someone.
Go ahead now, go ahead Bella
let your wild horse run.
Love your black pearls and your leather,
Where the hell you from?
OHHH
I love your DESIGN, I love your DESIGN
OHHH
I love your DESIGN, I love your DESIGN
She's moving through the crowd, she's grinning like a thief.
The dirty corsages and flirting with prom queens.
She works hard so she live well,
Doesn't give a fuck for the details
No
She a freak? Oh she a freak FREAK
She a gunpowder girl all about it girl, sweet
Go ahead now, go ahead Bella
let your wild horse run.
Oh
Feels close to forever
Since i felt someone.
Go ahead now, go ahead Bella
let your wild horse run.
Love your black pearls and your leather,
Where the hell you from?
OHHH
I love your DESIGN, I love your DESIGN
OHHH
I love your DESIGN, I love your DESIGN
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4. |
Parachute
03:54
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Parachute
What's that noise , what's that sound
That's my love dying for you
Who is that screaming out,
That's my love
Ohhh
I'm at the end of my rope
Just hanging here, and I feel sick
My heart is feeling heavy with hope
I might be losing my grip
Over,
No this can't be done
Rewind before the credits run
Closer
On the tip of my tongue
Fell in love with no parachute on
Over,
No this can't be done
Rewind before the credits run
Closer ,
As the waterfall comes
Fell in love with no parachute on
What's that noise , what's that sound
That's my love dying for you
Who is that screaming out,
That's my love
We push and we pull like a sumo
Skinny dipped and kissed on the pool floor
Too busy fucking didn't keep score
Now the only thing we bang are closed doors
Banging closed doors
We're on a bad trip
but I'll never admit
That I'm losing my grip
Over,
No this can't be done
Rewind before the credits run
Closer
On the tip of my tongue
Fell in love with no parachute on
Over,
No this can't be done
Rewind before the credits run
Closer ,
As the waterfall comes
Fell in love with no parachute on
What's that noise , what's that sound
That's my love dying for you
Who is that screaming out,
That's my love
Mumbling to my self
It can end like this, end like this
It can end like this, end like this
Tell me ain't gonna end like this
Over,
No this can't be done
Rewind before the credits run
Closer
On the tip of my tongue
Fell in love with no parachute on
Over,
No this can't be done
Rewind before the credits run
Closer ,
As the waterfall comes
Fell in love with no parachute on
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5. |
Not Tonight
03:53
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Not Tonight
oooooohhhahhhhhhh
Thinking we should call it quits
Maybe we should sell the car and split the deposit
we can do those things..
Oh no,
But not tonight…
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Lah Lah Lah Lah Lah
(But not tonight)
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Lah Lah Lah Lah Lah
(not tonight, a matterafact not ever ever ever Not tonight)
Telling me I’m a no good sonofabitch
Oh thank you baby, you’re too kind baby
Breaking my balls, and throwing all my shit,
Oh just slow down baby, slow down baby
No
Don’t forget the gold we had
Get rid of the ring,
Get rid of the pictures,
Get rid of the way we touch eachother…
But not tonight.
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Lah Lah Lah Lah Lah
(But not tonight)
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Lah Lah Lah Lah Lah
(not tonight, a matterafact not ever ever ever Not tonight)
Swear that your mission
is my hearts demolition
Burning the letters I wrote
Crying we watching them smoke
Your words cut through my
Flesh and bone
Slow it down,
Don’t…
Don’t forget the gold we had
Get rid of the ring,
Get rid of the pictures,
Get rid of the way we touch eachother…
But not tonight.
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Lah Lah Lah Lah Lah
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Get rid of the way we touch eachother…
The echoes of what we were
And the tokens of affection,
Drip between our bodies
And slide between all the questions,
Oh,
Do good things come to those whoe wait?
Or does time slap you in the face
I won’t forget the gold we had
Get rid of the ring,
Get rid of the pictures,
Get rid of the way we touch eachother…
But not tonight.
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Lah Lah Lah Lah Lah
(But not tonight)
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Lah Lah Lah Lah Lah
(not tonight, a matterafact not ever ever ever Not tonight)
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6. |
Junky
03:26
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JUNKY
I was just your grateful junky
Strung out on your charm, and your sweet wine
And when you took the love you lent me
I chased your ghost, as years past me by
Oh I,
I was blue, I was indigo
I was tearing at the seams
But i made it through the rodeo
I cut loose of your hold on me
Cuttin loose (hell yeah)
Cuttin loose (alright)
Cuttin loose (hell yeah)
Cuttin loose (alright)
You like to call me when your lonely
But I stay real cool, getcha hot as hell
Ohhhh
Say you messed up and you need me
You sound like a junky, I know too well
And I
Was blue, I was indigo
I was tearing at the seams
But i made it through the rodeo
I cut loose of your hold on me
Cuttin loose (hell yeah)
Cuttin loose (alright)
Cuttin loose (hell yeah)
Cuttin loose (alright)
(Break)
I was blue, I was indigo
I was tearing at the seams
But i made it through the rodeo
I cut loose of your hold on me
Cuttin loose (hell yeah)
Cuttin loose (alright)
Cuttin loose (hell yeah)
Cuttin loose (alright)
Was Happy to be your guilty pleasure
Happy to be your fix
Couldn’t find your halo or feathers,
So I just burned the ship
Cuttin loose
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AM!R New York, New York
Socials: @amirmusiq
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