Brand New - Trick Daddy

Oh, yes, I said it And yes I meant it too The wheels start spinning And we start spinning too Tell me something you're hiding You're my mind's favorite island I can't help but to tell the truth You make everything feel brand new, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh New, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Feel brand new, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Brand new, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh West coast image East coast in the queue And we still kick it Hometown hidden youth Tell me something you're liking And you know I'll supply it I can't help but to tell the truth You make everything feel brand new, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh New, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Feel brand new, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Brand new, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Feel brand new, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh New, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Feel brand new, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Brand new, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Brand new, ooh-ooh Feel brand new, ooh-ooh Feel brand new, ooh-ooh Feel brand new, ooh-ooh

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I'm awake, there's no part to play Drinking Drano, smoking grass, one under the pass What we saw in the woods today, repeat 60 cycle delay (hey) My TV says "It's all in your head" So shake it out and share your bread We're not separate, waste your thoughts and waste your time I live in yours and you in mine (Swallow the pitch that flows from the Earth) Soft spot, lightning rod, my paint is peeling A million suns won't fill you up If you can't see the wine flowing over your cup Last thread, dancing dead, one more time with feeling Pass the plate and you sit back down And go back to your hole in the woods on the ground (Wait, wait, wait) The clock ticks, but you just sit And wish you had someone to wrestle with It's small tooth touch, comes around and rings your bell Shows you how you thought you felt Slowly floss your holy molars Deader than a Donner diner I start the car with my mind Fired up my fear machine Can't help what they drove into me (Swallow the pitch that flows from the earth) Soft spot, lightning rod, my paint is peeling A million suns won't fill you up If you can't see the wine flowing over your cup Last thread, dancing dead, one more time with feeling Pass the plate and you sit back down And go back to your hole in the woods under ground Soft spot, lightning rod, my paint is peeling A million suns won't fill you up If you can't see the wine flowing over your cup Last thread, dancing dead, one more time with feeling I pass the plate and I sit back down And go back to my hole in the woods under ground