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Coffey Anderson

Come To Your Senses

 

Come To Your Senses

(álbum: Worship Unplugged Vol. 1 - 2008)


Gotta open your eyes and hear this one

Jennie said she wanted to be a big big star
Gotta open your eyes and hear this one

Jennie said she wanted to be a big big star
Move to hollywood from home, real far
Mom and dad she left, mum got really scared
Jennie's naive and self-esteem impaird
Hit L.A just to party like a pro
Missing auditions oh lord, here we go
No red carpet, broken-hearted every day
Now she's got an addiction she can't shake
The clock on the wall goes tick tick tock
Tick tick tock, tick tick tock
Clock on the wall goes tick tick tocke

Oh, come to you senses
Oh, come to you senses

Billy jumpshot got him a little fame
Walk up on the gym and everybody know his name
Strutting down the hallway now he have got to limp
And all the girls know him so he thinks he's a pimp
It's another than nasty, not a sister or a brother
No six Ed homeboy that's trouble
Waiting on the NBA, praying for a break
Now he got a disease he just can't shake
The clock on the wall goes tick tick tock
Tick tick tock, tick tick tock
Clock on the wall goes tick tick tocke

Oh, come to you senses
Oh, come to you senses

Sorry if some of the lyrics are weird

The hourglass is running out
The hourglass is running out

But it's never to late to apologize
It's never to late
It's never to late to apologize, yeaah yeah yeah

The wall goes tick tick tock
Tick tick tock, tick tick tock
The clock on the wall goes tick tick tocke

Oh, come to you senses
Oh, come to you senses

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