Paprika Lyrics – Travis Stacey
Singer: Travis Stacey
Title: Paprika
Well I’m the one who’s not alright
My tired lungs seem to fight
Sitting here counting my change
Coming back home was a mistake
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Now quiet down, down, don’t be late
Where tired bones sit in my grave
You want my style now you want my name
All I have left is the fame
And I’m working myself to death
And solitude is all a test
So pick it up where I left off
You’re the holy one, the holy one
Now quiet down, down, don’t be late
Where tired bones sit in my gravе
You want my style now you want my name
All I have lеft is the fame
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