Paroles Ill Tempered Lover de Imani Coppola

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Time keeps ticking awayIt won't be long until they find me out"Good evening, officer, what seems to be the problem?""What's all the fuss about?"I give up, I give inLet me explain before you beginThis time I committed no crimeI'm not in control, so please let me goLast night I woke up in a cold sweatTears were rolling out my eyesFirst I laughed, then I cried, dreamDream I was dreaming in my living roomPlaying with a shotgunLoaded it up with a lime-green bulletAimed it at your headBang, bang, I shot my lover last night I shot my lover deadThey read me my rights in a monotone voiceBut then they brought me down to the stationFor some questioningAllowed me one call, so I dialled the number of my lawyerAnd got his answering machine"Please, man, you gotta help me,I'm in prison and I gotta break free,I've been arrested for a crime I committed,I did it, I did it, you get it, hit it!"Last night I woke up in a cold sweatTears were rolling out my eyesFirst I laughed, then I cried, dreamDream I was dreaming in my living roomPlaying with a shotgunLoaded it up with a lime-green bulletAimed it at your headBang, bang, I shot my lover last night I shot my lover deadI give up, I give inLet me explain before you beginThis time I committed no crimeI'm not in control, so please let me go

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