Foxy - Mind Shrine

Hey baby, even though you break my heart I still love you and I always will Sorry is all that you can say Years go by and still The words don't come easily Like sorry, like sorry Forgive me is all that you can say Years go by and still The words don't come easily Like forgive me, forgive me And you can say baby, baby can I hold you tonight And maybe if I told you the right words Ooh at the right time, you'll be mine I love you is all that you can say Years go by and still The words don't come easily Like I love you, I love you But you can say baby, my baby can I hold you tonight And maybe if I told you the right words Ooh at the right time, you'll be mine Sorry is all that you can say Years go by and still The words won't come easily Like sorry, like sorry Forgive me is all that you can say Years go by and still The words don't come easily Like forgive me, forgive me But you can say baby, and baby can I hold you tonight And maybe if I told you the right words Ooh at the right time

Put your makeup on try to fantasize It's time to get a little crazy Sometimes it's good to try it out Just like the dreams in your head When the heat is on everybody knows Theyre in the mood to be a hot number Some dirty talks and mega shock To get a zing in your fling Midnight rides and dances Everybody wants them Come and fill my wonders Oh-whoa-oh hot number If your hips got rhythm youre beyond control You've always been a little hot number Some would be hots afraid to show Don't you know you like to let it go Take me if you want You should try it once Aint nothin wrong with getting sexy A love a day's the way to stay I want to be a hot number Midnight rides and dances Everybody wants them Come and fill my wonders Oh, oh, oh, hot number We want to tear you apart We want to get in your heart Were hot numbers yeah You got that look in your eyes We want to get in your heart Were hot numbers yeah Youre outnumbered ooooh Were hot numbers yeah Youre outnumbered ooooh wooo Put your makeup on try to fantasize This ain't no time to be a lady Sometimes it's good to try it out Just like the dreams in your head Midnight rides and dances Everybody wants them Come and fill my wonders Oh-whoa-oh hot number Hot number Hot number Hot number hoo hoo I want to be a hot number Hot number Hot number Hot number woo woo I want to be a hot number Hot number Hot number woooooo wooo-oooh Hot number hoo hoo

Sex Drugs Love me Cash Foxy Foxy, Foxy, Foxy Foxy Foxy Foxy Foxy Sexy Ugly Stoned Hungry Crazy Fashion Drugstore Cowboy Foxy, Foxy Oh si, Foxy Oh Foxy Oh si si Foxy Foxy, Foxy, Foxy Punk rock kilt Hard Rock coffee Moscow Mule New York Paris So suck me Fuck me Playboy pink Fuck me Pay me Fuck me Ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba baba Ah Foxy, Foxy Oh si Foxy Foxy Foxy, Foxy, Foxy, Foxy

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We are escalator walkers In the brand-new temple Came to reshape identities Shed our skins, be reborn And feel the same, feel the same That no one here is real We are moving standees In the shrine of choices Incarcerated between floors Of hope and disappointment We feel the same, feel the same No one here is real We feel the same, feel the same That nothing here is still We are stairway drifters Made of cyber paper Google boys and Wiki girls Children of the self-care We come to pray every single training day Looking for a chance to survive Buying reduced price illusions Floating into another light Melting into another lonely crowd We feel the same, feel the same That no one here is real We feel the same, feel the same That nothing here is still (still, still, still) Used to have our love And now disposable needs Used to have our souls And now refined new skins Dragging our feet Tired and deceived, slowly moving on Bracing shaky legs Against all those wasted years We roll the boulders of sins Up a hill of new days (Up, up, up) A hill of new days In the arms of the setting sun Our burdens cast shadows over fiery ground Catching final rays We try to reach the journey's end before the sun will die We sense we're almost there (we sense we're almost there) But the night comes too soon (the night comes to soon) And we crawl in the dark (we crawl in the dark, we crawl in the dark) Not ready to face up (not ready to face up) To unknowing lies (to unknowing lies) We ache to go back (ache to go back, ache to go back) But we can't stop But we can't stop So we walk ahead So we walk ahead But we can't stop But we can't stop So we walk ahead So we walk ahead Walk ahead