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robert tompson - amen & hell lyrics

[part i: amen]

[intro: choir]
la la la la la, la la la la la
la la la la la, la la la la la

[verse: robert tompson]
they’ll kiss you goodbye
we’ll share a pillow without a curse
they’ll kiss you goodbye
we’ll tell the story of the night before
and i’ll kiss you goodbye
we’ll tell the story of the night before
when i’m kissing you i don’t know what to say
’cause i don’t want a curse to finalize your love
we’ll tell a story to make me believe
until i’m dreaming of the story we’ll tell someday
we’ll tell a story to make me believe
until we’re dreaming of the story we’ll tell someday
we’ll tell a story, kiss you goodbye
we’ll tell a story to make me believe
you can tell me when i’m untrue
when i’m saying that i’d do anything
when i’m saying that i’m not untrue
you can tell me when i’m untrue
is when all the voices get so loud at night
when i get so tired, if you know what i mean
then i just sit here, you can’t find me nothin’
and i got to confess, i don’t mind
i’m not sure just why you’re always on my mind
i’m going through the motions, the motion with me
it’s like a chain reaction
do you catch it i’m not talking to you
i’m just shaking my ass and changing my pace
it’s a crazy situation, crazy situation
it’s too much pushing and pulling
with shaking my arms when i walk in the cold
[part ii: h+ll]

[chorus: satan]
h+ll–h+ll–h+ll–h+ll is where i’m from
packin’ bucks, spendin’ milli’s, popping pills
f+ckin’ b+tches while in luxurous clothes
f+ck a thousand, f+ck a hundred
i need those bad b+tches and i need millions

[verse: robert tompson]
this is what i’m about
the things i wish i had told you
and i’d be where i am
i have no memory of how you turned me on completely
the light inside of me fades with the morning
when i was lying here with you
the time was such that it ran out
but i can’t take the blame
so we both taking our turns
so we both taking our turns
all i remember of the day

[chorus: satan]
h+ll is where i’m from
packin’ bucks, spendin’ milli’s, popping pills
f+ckin’ b+tches while in luxurous clothes
f+ck a thousand, f+ck a hundred
i need those bad b+tches and i need millions

- robert tompson lyrics

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