The Kid by Tribeca
The Kid lyrics
It�s been years since we first met,
it�s been years since our good days, oh the years got
us both,
the kid grew a moustache,
the moustache grew a conscience, the conscience grew a
man
Whatever you put into my heart
I rip it out, oh yeah I rip it out
The kid learned a lesson
cut in half and then measured a cynical soul, a cynical
haircut
Whatever you put into my heart
I rip it out oh yeah I rip it out
The kid, a cynical haircut
Whatever you put into my heart
I rip it out oh yeah I rip it out
Whatever you put into my heart
I rip it out oh yeah I rip it out
The kid, a cynical haircut
whatever you put
the kid, a cynical haircut
whatever you put (into my heart)
the kid, a cynical haircut
whatever you put (into my heart)
the kid, a cynical haircut
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