4 Milow - One Of It | Текст песни

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• 4 Milow
• One Of It

You came over like a midnight appetite
Nobody believes me now
I ran across and saw thousand people on my way
On my way, on my way out

One of it, two of it
One of it, we'll make
The most of it
You'll love it

You left me out there in the early morning rain
Why would you believe me now
I'm only trying to protect my point of view
I want you to let me in

One of it, two of it
One of it, we'll make
The most of it
You'll love it

And you'll try
To give me something, to give me something
We're onto something, onto something

Let's try