I don't want to
Impossibles possible
I know 'cause I lost it all
I know the price of my ego
It's lethal
I still got the hots for you
You fell like nobody's catching you
Start acting irrational
Stop taking my lead I'm a fiend
And I feel like I need a sabbatical
Impossibles possible
It feels like they're watching you
I know the price of my ego
It's lethal
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
Impossibles possible
I got the hots
Living in a safe house never existed
Too many lips to kiss
Cooking at a stake house
Should've persisted
Makes you wanna slit your wrist
So you clench your fist
Like a mentalist and terabit
Should I mention this?
Coalition formed and it's yellow-blue
Never true
Nobody gave a shit
Pissing on my parade
Sticking on a masquerade
Sitting in a waste of space
While sipping on a case of basic tasteless lemonade
Kiss your life away, wish your life away
What's the wifey say?
Time to hibernate
Hyperventilate,
It's ten to eight
Never gonna make the train
Searching for an El Dorado
Hiding from a false bravado
Feeling like we won the lotto
Searching for an El Dorado
Hiding from a false bravado
Feeling like we won the lotto
Impossibles possible
It feels like they're watching you
Blood, blood from a stone
And love isn't home
Can you sense from my tone?
Getting too me's like getting blood from a stone
I used to get in the zone
I had to leave it alone
Forgetting the long lonely nights
And the fights to get some blood from a stone
Searching for an El Dorado
Hiding from a false bravado
Feeling like we won the lotto
Blood, blood from a stone
And love isn't home
Can you sense from my tone?
Getting too me's like getting blood from a stone
I used to get in the zone
I had to leave it alone
Forgetting the long lonely nights
And the fights to get some blood from a stone
Impossibles possible
I know 'cause I lost it all
I know the price of my ego
It's lethal
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
Impossibles possible
I've got the hots
Blood From a Stone Video (MV)
Performed By: Example
Length: 4:49
Written by: ALEXANDER ZANE REID LOWE, ELLIOT JOHN GLEAVE, ZANE LOWE
Example - Blood From a Stone Lyrics
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I don't want to
Impossibles possible
I know 'cause I lost it all
I know the price of my ego
It's lethal
I still got the hots for you
You fell like nobody's catching you
Start acting irrational
Stop taking my lead I'm a fiend
And I feel like I need a sabbatical
Impossibles possible
It feels like they're watching you
I know the price of my ego
It's lethal
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
Impossibles possible
I got the hots
Living in a safe house never existed
Too many lips to kiss
Cooking at a stake house
Should've persisted
Makes you wanna slit your wrist
So you clench your fist
Like a mentalist and terabit
Should I mention this?
Coalition formed and it's yellow-blue
Never true
Nobody gave a shit
Pissing on my parade
Sticking on a masquerade
Sitting in a waste of space
While sipping on a case of basic tasteless lemonade
Kiss your life away, wish your life away
What's the wifey say?
Time to hibernate
Hyperventilate,
It's ten to eight
Never gonna make the train
Searching for an El Dorado
Hiding from a false bravado
Feeling like we won the lotto
Searching for an El Dorado
Hiding from a false bravado
Feeling like we won the lotto
Impossibles possible
It feels like they're watching you
Blood, blood from a stone
And love isn't home
Can you sense from my tone?
Getting too me's like getting blood from a stone
I used to get in the zone
I had to leave it alone
Forgetting the long lonely nights
And the fights to get some blood from a stone
Searching for an El Dorado
Hiding from a false bravado
Feeling like we won the lotto
Blood, blood from a stone
And love isn't home
Can you sense from my tone?
Getting too me's like getting blood from a stone
I used to get in the zone
I had to leave it alone
Forgetting the long lonely nights
And the fights to get some blood from a stone
Impossibles possible
I know 'cause I lost it all
I know the price of my ego
It's lethal
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
Impossibles possible
I've got the hots
Impossibles possible
I know 'cause I lost it all
I know the price of my ego
It's lethal
I still got the hots for you
You fell like nobody's catching you
Start acting irrational
Stop taking my lead I'm a fiend
And I feel like I need a sabbatical
Impossibles possible
It feels like they're watching you
I know the price of my ego
It's lethal
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
Impossibles possible
I got the hots
Living in a safe house never existed
Too many lips to kiss
Cooking at a stake house
Should've persisted
Makes you wanna slit your wrist
So you clench your fist
Like a mentalist and terabit
Should I mention this?
Coalition formed and it's yellow-blue
Never true
Nobody gave a shit
Pissing on my parade
Sticking on a masquerade
Sitting in a waste of space
While sipping on a case of basic tasteless lemonade
Kiss your life away, wish your life away
What's the wifey say?
Time to hibernate
Hyperventilate,
It's ten to eight
Never gonna make the train
Searching for an El Dorado
Hiding from a false bravado
Feeling like we won the lotto
Searching for an El Dorado
Hiding from a false bravado
Feeling like we won the lotto
Impossibles possible
It feels like they're watching you
Blood, blood from a stone
And love isn't home
Can you sense from my tone?
Getting too me's like getting blood from a stone
I used to get in the zone
I had to leave it alone
Forgetting the long lonely nights
And the fights to get some blood from a stone
Searching for an El Dorado
Hiding from a false bravado
Feeling like we won the lotto
Blood, blood from a stone
And love isn't home
Can you sense from my tone?
Getting too me's like getting blood from a stone
I used to get in the zone
I had to leave it alone
Forgetting the long lonely nights
And the fights to get some blood from a stone
Impossibles possible
I know 'cause I lost it all
I know the price of my ego
It's lethal
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
I still got the hots for you
Impossibles possible
I've got the hots
Writer: ALEXANDER ZANE REID LOWE, ELLIOT JOHN GLEAVE, ZANE LOWE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group