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Jazzmeia Horn
Jazzmeia Horn
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Jazzmeia Horn
Jazzmeia Horn
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Jazzmeia Horn
Jazzmeia Horn
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Letras

[Intro]
"This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come
For men shall be lovers of their own selves
Covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy
Without natural affection, truce breakers, false accusers, incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good
Traitors, heady, high-minded lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God
Having a form of holiness but denying the power of thereof
From such, turn away"
[Verse 1]
I never really wanted you to think that I could be fine with this
You talkin' yo lip 'cause you could really think that you could come and do it your way
Well, I'm just fine with doing what's right for me, livin' naturally
If you were just honest with me, you coulda come and had it your way
[PreChorus]
I wanted you to understand that I could love you wholeheartedly
But my love you did not earn, you wanted all of me, but never gave your love in return
And my love is not a game to play and toss away
Baby, if you're honest with me, you coulda come and do it your way
But this is causing me to
[Chorus]
Flip the switch, I can't take this too much longer
Flip the switch, I don't deal with pain growing stronger
Flip the switch, I don't play with kids, we grown
Flip the switch, time for me to move on, oh
[Verse 2]
I never really wanted you to think that you could get by like this
Having your fits, I saw your Jekyll and your Hyde almost every day
I'm not meant to sit and deal, just keepin' it real, but you don't care how I feel
Baby, I'm not hatin' on you, but I too have something to say, oh
[PreChorus]
I wanted you to understand that I could love you wholeheartedly
My love you did not earn, you wanted all of me, but never gave your love in return
But my love is not a game to play and toss away
Baby, if you're honest with me, you coulda come and do it your way
But this is causing me to
[Chorus]
Flip the switch, I can't take this too much longer
Flip the switch, I don't deal with pain growing stronger
Flip the switch, I don't play with kids, we grown
Flip the switch, time for me to move on
[Outro]
"For of this sort are they which creep
Into houses and lead captive, silly women laden with sins
Lead away with diverse lust, ever-learning
And never able to come to the knowledge of the truth
Mmhmm, now, as Jannes and Jambres withstood Moses
So do these also resist the truth
Men of corrupt minds, reprobate concerning the faith"
2 Timothy 3:1-9, read it in your spare time
Written by: Jazzmeia Horn
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