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6 Canonic Sonatas: No. 4 in G Major, TWV 40:118-123: II. Piacevole non largo

de James Arthur

Ehhh yeahh
And my uproarious arrival pushed the noise to the scene
This inglorious desire that would be left out of me
So I'll be open to rise
And open closed minds, hook lines

I'll make 'em edible
You'll gobble it down
Like it's the only thing that's floating
Hold on or drown
Words can grant your relief

I tell it bitter and sweet
You can twist out the seats
And put the demons to sleep
This is closure
Exposure of the bad things brought to life

So you can face them, spit 'em out or maybe sleep tonight
I soak it up with the shirt off my back
Stay in the music 'til I'm dead on my back
Get 'em vexed and attack and attack and attack and attack
Yeah, I'm passive, they're ecstatic
And it's making me sick
I swim in grease

Spilling drinks on another prick
And I've tried, but it's too hard
So don't tell me to be calm
See, I do drink and I do get high
I throw punches through these blurry eyes
See, 'cus I was raised by a body of life
I've been focused on the ground so long I lost it with the sky yeah
And the sky's where I'm destined for
They used to tell me that I couldn't soar
But for all my flaws

Looks to me like I'm flying high
Looks to me like I'm flying high yeah
Looks to me like I'm flying high
Looks to me like I'm flying high yeah yeah

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