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These Words 
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de Natasha Bedingfield
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These words are my own
Threw some together
The combination D-E-F
Is who I am, is what I do
No one’s gonna let it down for you
I try to focus my attention
But I feel so A-D-D
I need some help, some inspiration
But it’s not coming easily (Uh oh)
Trying to find the magic (Uh oh)
Trying to write a (Uh oh)
Don’t you know, you know, don’t you (Uh oh)
Waste bin of paper (uh oh)
rhymes, see you later
These words are my own
From my flown
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There’s no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you
some Byron, Shelly and Keats
Resided in over a Hip hop beat
I’m having trouble saying what I mean
With dead poets and drum machines
You know I had studio time booked
But I couldn’t find a killer hook
Now you’re gonna the bar right up
Nothing I write is (enough)
are my own
my heart flown
I love you, I love you, I you, I love you
There’s no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you
These are my own
From my heart flown
I love you, I you, I love you, I love you
no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you
I’m off my stage
The curtains pull away
No hyper bowl to hide behind
My naked soul exposes
...
(Uh oh) to find the magic (Uh oh)
Trying to write a classic (Uh oh)
bin full of (Uh oh)
rhymes, see you later
These are my own
From my flown (don't you know)
I you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There’s no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you, I you
These words are my own
my heart flown
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There’s no other way
To better say
I you, I love you, I love you
These words are my own
They're from my heart
I love you, I love you
That's all I've got to say
Can't of a way
That's all I've got to say
I you is that ok
Threw some together
The combination D-E-F
Is who I am, is what I do
No one’s gonna let it down for you
I try to focus my attention
But I feel so A-D-D
I need some help, some inspiration
But it’s not coming easily (Uh oh)
Trying to find the magic (Uh oh)
Trying to write a (Uh oh)
Don’t you know, you know, don’t you (Uh oh)
Waste bin of paper (uh oh)
rhymes, see you later
These words are my own
From my flown
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There’s no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you
some Byron, Shelly and Keats
Resided in over a Hip hop beat
I’m having trouble saying what I mean
With dead poets and drum machines
You know I had studio time booked
But I couldn’t find a killer hook
Now you’re gonna the bar right up
Nothing I write is (enough)
are my own
my heart flown
I love you, I love you, I you, I love you
There’s no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you
These are my own
From my heart flown
I love you, I you, I love you, I love you
no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you
I’m off my stage
The curtains pull away
No hyper bowl to hide behind
My naked soul exposes
...
(Uh oh) to find the magic (Uh oh)
Trying to write a classic (Uh oh)
bin full of (Uh oh)
rhymes, see you later
These are my own
From my flown (don't you know)
I you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There’s no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you, I you
These words are my own
my heart flown
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There’s no other way
To better say
I you, I love you, I love you
These words are my own
They're from my heart
I love you, I love you
That's all I've got to say
Can't of a way
That's all I've got to say
I you is that ok
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