Giggys what you listening to

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[OGKushman]

It’s a Cinderella story

 

[Kindbud]

Brand new got a techno feel to walkers stuff I dig it for changing up to something different from rock rock rock lol

 

[Kindbud]

Ooh I can't pretend
Like you didn't bring my tempo up again
My head's in a spin
You send my body to a place it's never been

Baby, won't you let me
Keep you up all night, let the morning come closer
You send me so high now, the ceiling can't hold us
Listen to my heart, let the rhythm control ya
I'll be there when you need my love
Just follow the beat of my drum (drum, drum, drum, drum, drum)

It goes um-pa-pum-pa-pum, pum-pa-pum, pum-pa-pum-pum
Um-pa-pum-pa-pum, pum-pa-pum, pum-pa-pum-pum
Um-pa-pum-pa-pum, pum-pa-pum, pum-pa-pum-pum
Um-pa-pum-pa-pum, pum-pa-pum, pum-pa-pum-pum
Just follow the beat of my drum

Ooh, I can't pretend
Like I didn't let your love go to my head, ah-ah, mm-mm
Ooh, I'm in a spin
You send my body to a place it's never been, ah-ah

Whoa-oh, oh no, thinkin' about you, makin' my body behave so
Crazy, ooh, you make me wanna sway slow
You push up on me, baby, you got me for days, oh, you do

 

[user 60570]

They're selling postcards of the hanging
They're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors
The circus is in town
Here comes the blind commissioner
They've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker
The other is in his pants
And the riot squad they're restless
They need somewhere to go
As Lady and I look out tonight
From Desolation Row.

 

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[user 60570]

You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun
Look out, the saints are coming through
And it's all over now, Baby Blue

 

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[Kindbud]

They're selling postcards of the hanging
They're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors
The circus is in town
Here comes the blind commissioner
They've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker
The other is in his pants
And the riot squad they're restless
They need somewhere to go
As Lady and I look out tonight
From Desolation Row.

Good one right there but that other ones just a new different type of music like this hole on if you haven't heard this something is wrong....

 

[Kindbud]

That's the only new guy I really follow he's got some killer sounds

 

[OGKushman]

 

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