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Performed By: Alexander Luck & Wet Bandits
Language: English
Length: 3:18
Written by: Finn Roberts




Alexander Luck & Wet Bandits - No More Lyrics




Drift away from me, you're dripping from the wall
Cross your fingers, jump off the waterfall
Either way she said, I was not involved
Let the light in, but don't you open the door

I said whatever you say
I'll do anything you want
F*ck it this could be a daydream and I'm acting a few things
It aint nothing new just some more
She said how about a taste?
Just a little like before,
I was running from my face when my mouth slipped the gate
And my sense dropped the news that's enough
No more

How'd it move so fast?
I pulled it in too close
Your body is at my fingertips
Your scent is on my clothes
Gotta let shit pass
Pour the rest on me
Well I can read your body language
Call the rest routine

When I don't run around in a juke box, the money don't fade
It stick around, leaving town with you
But I don't have a dime for the bus stop, it's funny these days
I'll play it down, tell me how does it look?

Tune you out slow when I'm on my own thing
There aint no sunshine and I'm way too sure
I'll turn away blind and I fold too easy
But anyhow
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Drift away from me, you're dripping from the wall
Cross your fingers, jump off the waterfall
Either way she said, I was not involved
Let the light in, but don't you open the door

I said whatever you say
I'll do anything you want
F*ck it this could be a daydream and I'm acting a few things
It aint nothing new just some more
She said how about a taste?
Just a little like before,
I was running from my face when my mouth slipped the gate
And my sense dropped the news that's enough
No more

How'd it move so fast?
I pulled it in too close
Your body is at my fingertips
Your scent is on my clothes
Gotta let shit pass
Pour the rest on me
Well I can read your body language
Call the rest routine

When I don't run around in a juke box, the money don't fade
It stick around, leaving town with you
But I don't have a dime for the bus stop, it's funny these days
I'll play it down, tell me how does it look?

Tune you out slow when I'm on my own thing
There aint no sunshine and I'm way too sure
I'll turn away blind and I fold too easy
But anyhow
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Writer: Finn Roberts
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