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letra de subtle - young troubled minds

chorus:

can’t fight this feeling, forever
what am i feeling
cus we all probably felt this way at least one time
it’s a way to relieve my mind, i spend so much time in my mind

ayu verse:

can you be my escape, can you be my mistake
can’t worry about that, can i think about this day
can i think about this day
can i think about today, today
(yeah)
to keep it real, i might not make it till tomorrow
to keep it real, i pray i make it till tomorrow
you looking for me, 2am im at the bar
2 shots of henny, big poppa skinny
stay spreading love, it don’t cost a penny
penny for my thoughts, i think you’re really pretty
i ain’t never seen you chilling in my city
i ain’t never seen you on my block neither
baby watch who you with ‘for the cops see ya
i got the keys, they can’t lock us up forever
i blow the trees when i’m under the weather

chorus:

cus we all probably felt this way at least one time
it’s a way to relieve my mind, i spend so much time in my mind

ayu verse:
i came
(when?)
you called
(why?)
i know
(what?)
you want
cus you can’t fight this feeling, every second of the day
i know you all along you know exactly where i stay
even when it’s wrong, you wanna do it anyway
bad boy make that girl good for mistakes, but
this can be what you want it to be
there’s no pressure, no pressure from me
you can stay away from my reach
and i’ll let you, i’ll let you be free

chorus:

can’t fight this feeling, forever
what am i feeling
cus we all probably felt this way at least one time
it’s a way to relieve my mind, i spend so much time in my mind
cus we all probably felt this way at least one time
it’s a way to relieve my mind, i spend so much time in my mind
can’t fight this feeling
what am i feeling,forever
can’t fight this feeling
what am i feeling, am i gone feel it forever?
(can’t fight this feeling)
i got the keys, they can’t lock us up forever
i blow the trees when i’m under the weather
cus we all probably felt this way

breakdown:

[v&s]
in search of super sacred sweet escape
in search of sunny skies, when clouds are gray
in search of every dream i can’t escape
when i can’t seem to stay awake

[pro]
free at last
i break the shackles on my mind the devil on my back
free at last
i got these troubles on my mind, i’m bout to pack my bags
break it down

- young troubled minds

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