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Let me take a moment out to let you know I’m all eyes You already know I will always be at your side I can show you better than I can tell you, you know why When you shine we shine too One time for the ones that remind you Two times for the..yeah you get it [NL] It was Brissy where I met her In the city, with her hair up She looked good in pictures, but this was clearer Shimmered like she from a different era And a Turns out she ain’t shy Fuck it neither am I, we put some weed in the, sky Felt the fire that she had inside We vibed, left me feeling inspired Couple months later, she got a sold out show Sent me a text sayin she want me to go I said you already know And she put on a hell of a show Didn’t think much of me, and let everyone know Damn That’s what I get for crossing a singer-songwriter I mean she think I did wrong by her, Letras de cancionesThere’s two sides to, all stories, it’s long-winded And I probably had it coming, I don’t mind it Besides I love you seeing you shine You got that glean in your eye You say you see it in mine Youre, creating something that you can leave behind I’ma always be at your side (yeah) we ride I say it now, so you know what it is You make me proud, that’s why I wrote you this The power of your voice ain’t just the notes you hit Keep going you gon’ blow em to bits [JB] End of year seven when I met him K-Swiss classic and baggy denim Indelible ink I don't know how to pen it find me a foreign ear to declare my independence I tried to write you the intro to Sunday Gentlemen but man I guess I wasn't ready then spent mine studying Steady hand like time with my heavy head buried in rhymes It blows my mind you mine sweeping the floor while I'm sleeping, we were both on tour While I hold it down he goes off to war and we've got very different magazines in our top draw, kinda made me think 'what for?' Til the day you came and I saw but a man who would stand as his family greets him, we're glad cos everybody now feels secure And I swear, that means I'm sure being a leader is your calling Mum's said it before A few fans feel like they've met you before, sent contraband to ‘Ghan, East Timor We made it out the storm crook, reformed crooks, took a lil look back through the scrapbook, back to a bygone era, I love you, you make me better From Letras Mania