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Greg Nyce - Love Is Always (feat.King Cooley, Alfred Nomad) Lyrics




You don't wanna hold me
Less you hold me here with you
You on one like stuck beside the two
Air pollution's more than we assume
Tensions pressed with us inside the room
And it's hot in here
Emotions nothing's new
I'm too pressed to stress impressing you
We get heated up and kiss the fuze
We ignore the flames to fix the fumes

But we could dance around it
We could bust a move
But we forget the subject
And we can't call a truce
You need intervention
I need one for you
Like you don't miss a beat
And I end up the bruise

And love is always
(F*ck that man)
And love is always
(F*ck that man)
And love is always
(F*ck that man)
But what is always
(F*ck that man)

I don't wanna hold you
I just want you in the room
We like simulating roles and rules
Photoshop the mess before the cues
We need something more to fix the Blues
Maybe we just quick to jump the broom
Not for sure
A sucker for
The love galore
The Cheshire drawer
Just holds what's not behind the closet door
And nothing more

I suppose we just don't know
What we need, we don't come close
We hide wounds, we seek control
Watch these seasons, let things flow

You a mess can't keep it clean
Washed in your tears messing up your Maybelline
Oh you wanting to direct now
Cause every time we're out you want to make a scene
Can't live up to your standards it's so specific
Fear is in the way, it'd be hard to miss it
Yeah you got drive, but girl you're high maintenance
We just need love and more patience
Instead you want to interrupt all my statements
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English

You don't wanna hold me
Less you hold me here with you
You on one like stuck beside the two
Air pollution's more than we assume
Tensions pressed with us inside the room
And it's hot in here
Emotions nothing's new
I'm too pressed to stress impressing you
We get heated up and kiss the fuze
We ignore the flames to fix the fumes

But we could dance around it
We could bust a move
But we forget the subject
And we can't call a truce
You need intervention
I need one for you
Like you don't miss a beat
And I end up the bruise

And love is always
(F*ck that man)
And love is always
(F*ck that man)
And love is always
(F*ck that man)
But what is always
(F*ck that man)

I don't wanna hold you
I just want you in the room
We like simulating roles and rules
Photoshop the mess before the cues
We need something more to fix the Blues
Maybe we just quick to jump the broom
Not for sure
A sucker for
The love galore
The Cheshire drawer
Just holds what's not behind the closet door
And nothing more

I suppose we just don't know
What we need, we don't come close
We hide wounds, we seek control
Watch these seasons, let things flow

You a mess can't keep it clean
Washed in your tears messing up your Maybelline
Oh you wanting to direct now
Cause every time we're out you want to make a scene
Can't live up to your standards it's so specific
Fear is in the way, it'd be hard to miss it
Yeah you got drive, but girl you're high maintenance
We just need love and more patience
Instead you want to interrupt all my statements
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Writer: Alfred Coles Jr, Katrina Lenzly
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