Buckman Coe - Disappear Into Love | Текст песни

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• Buckman Coe
• Disappear Into Love

So many desires they're working me over
I'm like a tired nervous little soldier
Too much opportunity I want to pull the trigger
God made me a pacifist with such an itchy finger

Time will tell me you gotta make space
Space will say hey man you're running out of time
If it's all the same I'll disappear into love
With any luck this will all end in love

Oh chemistry I'm an experiment of the maker
Pipets and pipe bombs, whistle bells and shakers
I'm not your monkey yet I'll dance for a nickle
I throw my heart around but if it nests? it's fickle!

Chorus

Why don't you summer down your blood is toil and trouble
Do some of that yoga man before your karma doubles
The situation is better than you figure
Just put your heart on the line and see what it will deliver

Chorus...

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