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Want it, get it, feel it, lose it baby
I know all of your dirty tricks honey
You gotta to stay or crak the whip hey hey
It doesn't really hurt anyway
You ask the question now you answer it
You wouldn't even hear me when I quit
Want it, get it, spoil it, throw it away
But I won't take responsibility

You wanna stir up trouble
You wanna cause a fight
You want a pile of rubble
You think it proves you right

You ask the question now you answer it
You wouldn't even hear me when I quit
Want it, get it, spoil it, throw it away
But I won't take responsibility
Want it, get it, feel it, lose it baby
I know all of your dirty tricks honey
You gotta to stay or crak the whip hey hey
It doesn't really hurt anyway

You want some more trouble
You want another fight
You wanna make it double
To double-prove you right

Whatever you got up your sleeve
I'm standing here wide to receive
You cannot reach me anymore
I see the other side of the door

You wanna know what I have up my sleeve?
Are you ready to be decieved?

Fly away, come on fly
Lying wide awake
Gone so far, far away

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from Putting things on top of other things, released February 27, 2013
Words & music Laurent Leemans

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The Imaginary Suitcase Nivelles, Belgium

Folk/singer-songwriter duo led by a grumpy Belgian guy voicing his considerations about life, death, and the confusing bits inbetween.

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