Jungle
NONONO · We Are Only What We Feel 2014 · Track 01 of 09
Music: Michel Flygare, Stina Wäppling, Tobias Jimson
Well half a train you're not my lover Your a sad man on the street And the things you say Just aren't funny I laugh just to be mean
No Your pretty face just doesn't cut it anymore And I'm so tired of falling to the lakes of your eyes I don't wanna hear your sound no more, more, more,
Ah! Please go back to the jungle where you came from Playing with the girl like swingers with the monkeys Gonna send it to myself put from my honey No one can hear u scream Take your hands off me Take your hands off me
Take your hands off off off
Take your hands off me Take your hands off me
Take your hands off off off
Well you're not my friend you're a really bad lover Sneak out when you shoulda done me now the way that you move is just about the ego so I'm not gonna stick around
not gonna know not a chapel pretty girl you're looking for I'm just an either way to cure all of your floors I'm gonna shoot us down once in for all, all, all
Ah! Please go back to the jungle where you came from Playing with the girl like swingers with the monkeys Gonna send it to myself put from my honey No one can hear u scream
Take your hands off me Take your hands off me
Take your hands off, off, off
Take your hands off me Take your hands off me
Take your hands off, off, off
And I feel like, I'm thinking about your absence And it's a shame I It's worse And give Your bye Back to me Please go back Back to the jungle Back to the jungle
Ah! Please go back to the jungle where you came from Playing with a girl like swingers with the monkeys Gonna send it to myself put from my honey (No one can hear u scream) Take your hands off me Take your hands off me
Take your hands off off off
Take your hands off me Take your hands off me
Take your hands off off off
Take your hands off me Take your hands off me
Take your hands off off off