Woorden: Miles Kane. Colour Of The Trap. Rearrange.

I wanna make your smirk and kisses black and white
mash you out your spin whispers
in the loos moon light
magic from your finger
swingles down my spam
and colder in between the lines
let it out let it out let it out(x2)
you rearrange my mind (x2)
oh yeah
and easy feel a chance inside of me
i'd trown it out a wall for you ought to see
trainer find a diamond in the naval (...)?
but you just, you haven't let to changes
oh
let it out let it out let it out(x2)
you rearrange my mind(x2)
let it out let it out let it out(x2)
you rearrange my mind

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