A-N-Y-Thing
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โฑ๏ธ 2:56 duration
๐ ID: 23551675
๐ Lyrics
She loves a NY thing
But she needs the silence
And they say
Move the pressure
Make your own space
We only kiss with the lights on
We make no excuses
For all our missing virtues
A million victories
The breaks in the skyline
Where the sun shines through
Remind me of the moment
I fell into you
You still make me breathless
Every time
You still make me breathless
Every time
She was never unsure
Everything in black and white
Now she adores the dark skies
We come alive at night
She can't trust her instincts
I won't let her stop believing
We're getting even with the fire
And we keep on dreaming
The breaks in the skyline
Where the sun shines through
Remind me of the moment
I fell into you
You still make me breathless
Every time
You still make me breathless
Every time
You still make me breathless
Every time
You still make me breathless
Every time
We only kiss
We only kiss with the lights on
We make no
We make no excuses
For all our missing virtues
A million victories
She loves a NY thing
But she needs the silence
And they say
Move the pressure
Make your own space
But she needs the silence
And they say
Move the pressure
Make your own space
We only kiss with the lights on
We make no excuses
For all our missing virtues
A million victories
The breaks in the skyline
Where the sun shines through
Remind me of the moment
I fell into you
You still make me breathless
Every time
You still make me breathless
Every time
She was never unsure
Everything in black and white
Now she adores the dark skies
We come alive at night
She can't trust her instincts
I won't let her stop believing
We're getting even with the fire
And we keep on dreaming
The breaks in the skyline
Where the sun shines through
Remind me of the moment
I fell into you
You still make me breathless
Every time
You still make me breathless
Every time
You still make me breathless
Every time
You still make me breathless
Every time
We only kiss
We only kiss with the lights on
We make no
We make no excuses
For all our missing virtues
A million victories
She loves a NY thing
But she needs the silence
And they say
Move the pressure
Make your own space