Soul Love (feat. Miluhska & Duck Romero) - Miguelle, Tons & BlockheadLZ

I'll keep on breathin'in The toxic air surroundin' So I can be there for you (Who Knew) I'd fall While I keep sinking in Keep drowning all my feelings The things that I would do for you... (tooo) Swell up, my feelings are tied Hurtin', my eyes are so dry My heart keeps on pouring The light keeps on calling Cold rain keeps falling It's sending a warning There's so much of me The things that can control me I try to set aside, babe The hardest I could try, babe I'll forget all that I knew And start fading real soon While trying to escape them Praise temptation on my knees I'm not trying to... please Help me resist them Swell up, my feelings are tired Hurtin', my eyes cannot cry My heart keeps on pulling The light keeps on calling Cold rain keeps falling It sent me a warning There's so much for me The wings are shedding off me I've finally arrived, babe The hardest I could tried, babe

Some people say a man is made outta mud A poor man's made outta muscle and blood Muscle and blood and skin and bones A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong You load sixteen tons, what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me, 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal And the straw boss said: "Well, a-bless my soul!" You load sixteen tons, what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me, 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain Fightin' and trouble are my middle name I was raised in the canebrake by an ol' mama lion Cain't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line You load sixteen tons, what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me, 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store If you see me comin', better step aside A lotta men didn't, a lotta men died One fist of iron, the other of steel If the right one don't a-get you, then the left one will You load sixteen tons, what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me, 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store