Brand New Lyrics
8. Not The Sun
Please don't be technology So I can't turn off your love like some cold machine Don't feed me scraps from your bed I won't be the stray coming back just to be fed Don't be waves Come to seal my fate, marine Just pretend that you want me To be my babe, to be my babe To be my babe, to be my babe To be my babe, to be my babe To be my babe, to be my babe To be my Well don't be that note I can't hold Well don't be that joke that I told and told 'til it got old Don't be that hand 'round my throat so I can't breathe (so I can't breathe) Say you're my friend but why won't you be my family? Well, if you breed Just don't tell me And be my babe, to be my babe To be my babe, to be my babe To be my babe, to be my babe To be my babe, to be my babe To be my babe, to be my babe To be my babe, to be my babe To be my babe, to be my babe To be my babe, to be my babe Be my serene Tell me you know what I mean (Prove me wrong) You've set on me but you are not the sun And you will not listen (How do I know who I am?) (Burn it down) Outside your cold lips again (Come around) You've set on me but you are not the sun You will not listen Just pretend that you love me And be my babe, to be my babe To be my babe, to be my babe To be my babe, to be my babe To be my babe, to be my babe To be my
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