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Guess The Song Title By The Lyrics
Forum-Index → Forum Games → Guess The Song Title By The LyricsFeelin' like a sinner
It's so fire with him I go boo, ooh
He said you look crazy
Thank you, baby
I owe it all to you
Got me all messed up
His love is my favorite
But you plus me
Sadly can be dangerous
✿ Where there are bees there are flowers ✿
✿ And wherever there are flowers, there is new life and hope ✿
✿ And wherever there is new life and hope, there is love, and someone there ✿
❀𖤣𖥧𖡼⊱✿⊰𖡼𖥧𖤣❀
The story sets in Inkwell Isle
Residing townsfolk with a twist
But unbeknownst to greying smiles
They're playing into Devil's tricks
That's when our two cups come along
To scramble that Ol' Scratch's games
Yes, Cuphead and Mugman
In action have prolonged
The day their souls are left to fate!
Did I deserve this?
Is this just a game?
Your powerless puppet
Is now my eternal shame
"If I am gone for a long, long time
I'll pack away a fine piece of shine
The sounds of birds chirping with bells
Drawings of plums, two bags of shells
The smell of bread, a drop of wine
Your memory, father of mine
Farewell, my papa"
"It's a blueprint for fear, a dream left rotting (rotting, rotting, rotting)
There's a little of me in everybody (body, body)
Whoa, there's no where left to hide
The assembly line
Keeps on churning until we are one"


She looks so innocent and never gets in trouble,
But sorry boy, I'm gonna pop your pinky bubble.
She is the demon in disguise, all her charms are pretty lies.
All she wants to take your soul and make you suffer.
1 AM, eyes closed, I'm slowly falling
To the music and the atmosphere
Now and then, I feel lights fading softly
All over me and I remember last year
When I was alone in my bed
With all these thoughts in my head
And living silently inside
It's so late in the night, my mind is drifting away
Then I dream about times I wished for a new happier day
If a hand could reach out right now and save my life somehow
I'll face the sun again as soon as this dreary night ends
You got blood on your hands
How do you plead?
Boy, it's like treason, how you treated me
It's eight Mondays in a row, nine days of the week
These tantrums been old
All bitter, no sweet
You're killing my vibe
In ways words cannot describe
But I'll try, I'll try
I would take a bullet for you just to prove my love
Only to find out you are the one holding the gun
I'm just tryna get focus
Take some time for me
People started to notice all the shit you couldn't see
"If I was just another dusty record on the shelf
Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else?
If I asked you to scratch my back, could you manage that?
Like it yikky yeah, check it Travie, I can handle that"

