BipTunia

“Talk and Sex, No Cigarettes” – BipTunia song

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Michael W. Dean: all words, music, and singing.


LYRICS:
This song was written on recycled paper.
Living in the trash until someone picked it out.
You are just a person I thought of as a stranger
’til I encountered you, and you removed all doubt

CHORUS:
Don’t know what I’m looking for
but it might be very near
’til that time I’ll lay my head on your chest
and we’ll take away all of my fear.

Life is just a series of appointments that we run to
You are just a loving person that I tend to cling to.
Talks and sex, no cigarettes is how we measure time
songs are simply stupid things I do with my spare rhymes

CHORUS:
Don’t know what I’m looking for
but it might be very near
’til that time I’ll lay my head on your breast
and you’ll take away all of my fear.

Petting cats, slishing coffee, anarchy ’til dawn
I will take up no more time reciting all my wrongs.
I know the world just cannot change with one recycled song.
But you can make you smile right now, with your look so long.

So Long, So Long. (x8)
CHORUS (x 2)


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