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Denim

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Six shades of denim later I reach the line

Keep bending over backwards and you ain't even trying

Making me feel some type of way some type of way

Say what you want to and I will be kind

Some people do the things they do just to see you cry

Mustn't let them get to you

Don't ever let it lie don't ever let it lie

Hold up a minute put down your glass

Never thought I'd ever see the fool behind the mask

Thought I told you everything

You hardly ever asked

You hardly ever asked

Six geese are laying

Five gold rings

Crawling up the walls

Toppling the kings toppling the kings

Yeah we're toppling the kings

Burning all their things

Wiping down the surfaces

And bringing them to sing

In front of choirs and orchestras

People we will bring

The revolution's televised

Open for the win I'm hoping for denim

For denim

Denim denim denim denim

Denim denim denim

Denim denim denim denim

Denim denim denim denim

Denim denim denim

Denim denim denim denim

Chip on your shoulder

Keep falling over

That's not like you what've you done

Where is the sun when I need it

Started with nothing

Finished with anything at all

Victim of hugging

Kissing and loving

Everything I see is earth's call

Blinded by honour

Smothered by water

You keep facing me facing me

I gotta loaded gun and a bullet with your name on

I gotta loaded gun and a bullet with your name on

Six shades of denim later I reach the line

Keep bending over backwards and you ain't even trying

Making me feel some type of way some type of way

Say what you want to and I will be kind

Some people do the things they do just to see you cry

Mustn't let them get to you

Don't ever let it lie don't ever let it lie

Hold up a minute put down your glass

Never thought I'd ever see the fool behind the mask

Thought I told you everything

You hardly ever asked hardly ever asked

Six geese are laying

Five gold rings

Crawling up the walls

Toppling the kings

Yeah we're toppling the kings

Burning all their things

Wiping down the surfaces

And bringing them to sing

In front of choirs and orchestras

People we will bring

The revolution's televised

Open for the win I'm hoping for denim

Aah