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These Words 
Medium
by Natasha Bedingfield
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These words are my own
Threw some together
The combination D-E-F
Is who I am, is I do
No let it down for you
I try to focus my attention
But I 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 classic (Uh oh)
you know, don’t you know, don’t you (Uh oh)
Waste bin full of paper (uh oh)
rhymes, see you later
words are my own
From 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
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 some time booked
But I couldn’t find a killer hook
Now you’re gonna raise the bar right up
Nothing I write is ever good (enough)
These are my own
my flown
I love you, I you, I love you, I love you
no other way
To say
I love you, I love you
These words are my own
my flown
I you, I love you, I you, I love you
There’s no other way
To better say
I you, I love you
I’m getting off my stage
The curtains pull away
No hyper bowl to hide behind
My naked exposes
...
(Uh oh) Trying to the magic (Uh oh)
Trying to write a classic (Uh oh)
bin full of paper (Uh oh)
Clever rhymes, see you later
These words are my own
From my heart flown (don't you know)
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
no way
To better say
I love you, I love you, I you
These are my own
From my heart flown
I love you, I love you, I love you, I you
There’s no other way
To say
I you, I love you, I love you
These are my own
They're from my heart
I you, I you
That's all I've got to say
Can't think of a better 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 I do
No let it down for you
I try to focus my attention
But I 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 classic (Uh oh)
you know, don’t you know, don’t you (Uh oh)
Waste bin full of paper (uh oh)
rhymes, see you later
words are my own
From 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
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 some time booked
But I couldn’t find a killer hook
Now you’re gonna raise the bar right up
Nothing I write is ever good (enough)
These are my own
my flown
I love you, I you, I love you, I love you
no other way
To say
I love you, I love you
These words are my own
my flown
I you, I love you, I you, I love you
There’s no other way
To better say
I you, I love you
I’m getting off my stage
The curtains pull away
No hyper bowl to hide behind
My naked exposes
...
(Uh oh) Trying to the magic (Uh oh)
Trying to write a classic (Uh oh)
bin full of paper (Uh oh)
Clever rhymes, see you later
These words are my own
From my heart flown (don't you know)
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
no way
To better say
I love you, I love you, I you
These are my own
From my heart flown
I love you, I love you, I love you, I you
There’s no other way
To say
I you, I love you, I love you
These are my own
They're from my heart
I you, I you
That's all I've got to say
Can't think of a better way
That's all I've got to say
I you is that ok
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