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Lyrics
Yeah and this time comes in my life Hey what's your story Save your conscience for some other Cheap soul Puerto Rican spiritual number And I thought, "The further from home, the closer to you." I need a whiskey I'm bleeding gasoline You play the starring role In my psychedelic dream Don't need no witness Don't need no referee They're running hot tonight Her danger symphony [bridge] Please don't save me Don't tell me when it's time to go It could not phase me I only want to let you know [chrous] Bitch is back Right on track Bitch is back I like it like that Let me come inside your sacred hide Let me feel your warm embrace I love you, hate you, confiscate you Can't live without your face If you're in jail, I pay your bail I shouldn't but it's a fact Stop the world in motion, swim the ocean Just to get you back [bridge] [chorus] Bitch There ain't no justice No need to compromise There's so much mystery Behind those steel blue eyes She gives me music She gives me sanctuary She moves just like the wind Her dark identity [bridge] [chorus]
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