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Slayla The Purpose - Rumpelstiltskin (Lyric Visualizer)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Slayla The Purpose
Slayla The Purpose
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kayla McCrary
Kayla McCrary
Songwriter
Raymond Banks
Raymond Banks
Songwriter
Ebony Strong
Ebony Strong
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rashaud Richardson
Rashaud Richardson
Producer

Lyrics

This feels like Spaceships This ain't Paris but I feel I feel I feel I feel for you Like big deal, no need to get in my feels for you You caught my eye no London, though I enjoyed the view Withdraw deposits when you knew that it was overdue And I'd kill I'd kill I'd kill I'd kill for you The type you bring her home to mama, close a deal or two Emotions tangled in your wires got me so confused Remember stretching in your fire now my souls infused You one of us One of me You needed words I gave you three The two of us Are like a tree You give me roots I'll give you fruit And all the times You fed me lies Wonder why I die inside Beautiful mind A sacred shrine You give me looks That soul get took This love don't come with refunds We don't run where we from Things don't go your way You start to changing like the seasons I feel for you Would it blow your mind to find that I'd kill for you? Can I get my wine sometimes and spill to you? Or will the truth that I kick be way too real for you? Pour into me, I'll pour into you Overflow, been way overdue Your easy melody makes decent remedy And I play it all the time This love don't come with refunds We don't run where we from Things don't go your way You start to changing like the seasons I feel for you Would it blow your mind to find that I'd kill for you? Can I get my wine sometimes and spill to you? Or will the truth that I kick be way too real for you? It's the fix for me The way it feel, know the thrill Grab the wheel, hit a lick with me Moon bean from the trees Love please Exist with me Playing the strings of my heart like a symphony Buying drinks from the bartender I had an epiphany This version of love gone make a pimp of me So come on baby This love don't come with refunds We don't run where we from Things don't go your way You start to changing like the seasons I feel for you Would it blow your mind to find that I'd kill for you?
Writer(s): Ebony Strong, Kayla Mccrary, Raymond Banks, Raymond Jerelle Banks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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