Allie X - Fresh Laundry Lyrics
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Fresh Laundry
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What Are The Lyrics For Fresh Laundry By Allie X?
I want to be near fresh laundry
It's been too many years of not folding These days, no one's bothering me 'bout nothing These days, no one's bothering me 'bout nothing No Yeah I want to attend nice parties 'Round my neck and head, thin jewelry These days, no one's bothering me 'bout nothing These days, no one's bothering me 'bout nothing These days (these days) These days (these days) You said you're always on my side But what if my side has changed too much? Then tell me, who am I? You said you're always on my side But what if my side has lived too long? Something has to die Who am I? No Yeah I want to wake up (I want to wake up) To friends calling (friends calling) I think I've had enough (think I've had enough) Of hard mornings (hard mornings) These days, no one's bothering me 'bout nothing These days, no one's bothering me 'bout nothing These days (these days) These days (these days) You said you're always on my side But what if my side has changed too much? Then tell me, who am I? You said you're always on my side But what if my side has lived too long? Something has to die Who am I? Who am I? I want to be near fresh laundry Fresh laundry Fresh laundry |
Who Wrote Fresh Laundry By Allie X?
Alexandra Hughes, James Ghaleb, Oscar Michael Gorres
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What's The Duration Of The Fresh Laundry By Allie X?The duration of Fresh Laundry is 3:56 minutes and seconds. |
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