The Floacist - Soul Lyrics
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Soul
Soul Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Soul By The Floacist?
Never saw myself floating without you friend
Now you wanna go out on your own Well, where you wanna be, it's not for me You'll have to, alone Like my father said, I just can't sell my soul And my mother said, I just can't sell my soul And my brother said, I just can't sell my soul And my sister said, I just can't sell my soul And the haters said, shhh And my baby said, you just can't sell your soul And the people said, I just can't sell my soul No, no price on my soul I went deep inside myself, And there, I found this music With a melody, so sincere A message, for all to share 'Cause my father said, I just can't sell my soul And my mother said, I just can't sell my soul And my brother said, I just can't sell my soul And my sister said, I just can't sell my soul And the haters said, shhh And my baby said, you just can't sell your soul And the people said, I just can't sell my soul No, no price on my soul Aha, aaa, aha, aaa, aha, 'Cause my father said, I just can't sell my soul And my mother said, I just can't sell my soul And my brother said, I just can't sell my soul And my sister said, I just can't sell my soul And the haters said, shhh And my baby said, you just can't sell your soul And the people said, I just can't sell my soul No, no price on my soul |
Who Wrote Soul By The Floacist?
Natalie Stewart, Nolan Dion Weekes
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What's The Duration Of The Soul By The Floacist?The duration of Soul is 2:55 minutes and seconds. |
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