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1:37

2:15

Very good ❤

This should be the original!

NAOMI, THE TALENT.

Bro did not even nightcore it.

This is the one country song I like

❤❤

My comfort song ❤🌊>>>

SLAY.

I actually needed this😭

FRR THIS ATE UP

OMG I FINALLY FOUND THIS SONG😭❤️

This is tuff bro 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Im not a girl, but ive been abused and this song just…. Describes it

and you're gonna find me here KRISH...

There are flowers in my heart They're growing thorns and it hurts Every time You're around We make up I feel down And I won't See you again You're not a person You're my friend If we do Just by chance Can we kiss? Can we dance? (Dedicate this song to my ex-girlfriend Karen <3)

I saw herr in the rightest way way begging baby would you please oh would kiss me on the mouth and live like a sailor and when your can tell me what my flavour

3rd version I've clicked of this and this is the only sped up version that sounds good so far. Good on ya 👍

I could listen to this on repeat ❤❤

this is an actual MASTERPIECE!!!

omg THANK YOU FOR THIS!! 💕

Really nice +1 like +1 sub ☺️🤩🔥⭐✨✨

Lyrics: One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24∕7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24∕7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour The capillaries in my eyes (all day, every day) Are bursting (therapist, mother, maid) If our love died (nymph then virgin) Would that be the worst thing? (Nurse then a servant) For somebody (just an appendage) I thought was my saviour (live to attend him) You sure make me do (so that) A whole lot of labour (he never lifts a finger) The calloused skin on my hands (24∕7) Is cracking (baby machine) If our love ends (so he can live out) Would that be a bad thing? (His picket fence dreams) And the silence (it's not an act of love) Haunts our bed chamber (if you make her) You make me do too much labour

I love this song 😢 because it is sad I will always listen to this song 😭

GUYS MY BOYFRIEND SAID I REMIND HIM OF THIS SONG ❤

i love this song, and all of the different people with unique voices singing this. Gigi I hate u for making me cry so much because of this master piece 😭

The fact this song describes my moms life is destroying me mentaly

Why this boy on the pic kind of 😭❤

I cry every time while listening to this song.. why? I don’t know.

This song reminds me of orange cats and to my surprise you got an orange cat in your PFP

BAXTER ON THE THUMBNAIL😫😫

Mesmerizing ❤❤❤❤❤

Amazing

are my headphones doodoo or is it staticy

I like it

rafeeeeeee

You don’t get to choose which bird flies over your head, but wether it makes a nest in your hair.

I miss her man…… RIP bella😕………

2:01

Words can NOT explain how I love this song

Can definitely imagine the lyrics to Good Luck Babe’s chorus in this instrumental intro for some reason!

Remember when you said it There's no second chance Oh baby I heard you been hoping You could change the past You miss the long goodnights You miss the long goodbyes You miss the long goodnights (Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup) Well did you ever think that it was hard for me? To walk it off like nothing happened nonchalantly I got you feeling like I got you feeling right I got you feeling like (Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup) That's my shape, I made the shadow That's my name, don't wear it out though Feelin' myself can't be illegal, illegal So sue me For looking too pretty tonight Wearing your favorite color under the lights For moving on, doing everything right So sue me For being good friends with your friends And running into you the place that we met For being something you can't forget So sue me (go!) It's hard to see me on when you've been off as hell But I'm not gonna dull myself because you dull yourself I know it's hard to see What you don't want to see I know it's hard to see (Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup) That's my shape, I made the shadow That's my name, don't wear it out though Feelin' myself, can't be illegal, illegal So sue me For looking too pretty tonight Wearing your favorite color under the lights For moving on, doing everything right So sue me For being good friends with your friends And running into you the place that we met For being something you can't forget So sue me (oh) I, I, I, I guess I'm hard to ignore Pick up that jaw off the floor So sue me For looking too pretty tonight Wearing your favorite color under the lights For moving on, doing everything right So sue me For being good friends with your friends And running into you the place that we met For being something you can't forget So sue me Sue me, baby, hmm

Ur name literally says what this video is. ABSOLUTELY PHENOMAL. ✨✨✨✨✨✨

1:56 lately I've tried other things...

Fun fact: This is a WLW song! ❤

⋆౨ৎ˚| lyrics 4 ppl who need them <3 Fable and truth Direct me to someone who gives me the juice and new rules Someone to tell me we're not born to be mules in this Everything it contradicts Hedges of prayer 'Cause you believe doesn't mean that it's there It's so rare It's so rare that somebody'd look out for you (Look out for you, look out for you) Thoughts and prayers was all they'd do (They'd do, they'd do, they'd do) When I lifted her urn Divinity says, "Destiny can't be earned or returned" I feel when I question, my skin starts to burn Why does my skin start to burn? Ah, capital loss Love was the law and religion was taught, I'm not bought Feel when we argue, our skin starts to rot Our skin starts to rot Oh (hi, um, hi, these are my two sisters) (This is going on TH-cam so don't embarrass me) (Okay, let me show them my real face) Oh (you can sing any song you want, hand me the camera) (You start singing, mama, you start singing, mama) (Ah, okay, here you go) So share me your plan If I implore you, could I be your lamb? Understand, I look for the truth in the back of your hand, and I Look into the open sky Stars blink like my sister's eyes (hey princess, this is Celi) (I'm just calling you to wish you luck on your performance at the café) Stars blink like my sister's eyes (Um, I love you, you're gonna kill it, bye, baby) Stars blink like her eyes Like her eyes I dream of eternal life I dream of eternal life

biker x too bad he got money => oh shit, my type ughhhh🦄🥵🥵😭

Great Video,Keep up the good work!!

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24∕7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24∕7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour The capillaries in my eyes (all day, every day) Are bursting (therapist, mother, maid) If our love died (nymph then virgin) Would that be the worst thing? (Nurse then a servant) For somebody (just an appendage) I thought was my saviour (live to attend him) You sure make me do (so that) A whole lot of labour (he never lifts a finger) The calloused skin on my hands (24∕7) Is cracking (baby machine) If our love ends (so he can live out) Would that be a bad thing? (His picket fence dreams) And the silence (it's not an act of love) Haunts our bed chamber (if you make her) You make me do too much labour THE WHOLE SONG>>>>>>