Unknown Mortal Orchestra - Multi-Love Lyrics
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Multi-Love
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What Are The Lyrics For Multi-Love By Unknown Mortal Orchestra?
Multi-Love
Checked into my heart and trashed it like a hotel room Who is your God? Where is she? She wants to bury me in Austin under Uchiko. She don't want to be a man or a woman She wants to be your love Multi-Love All of the other stalker daughters dragged her under May all her minds be made up I'll be your Vicodin, expired and escaped to Valhalla She don't want to be a man or a woman She wants to be your love Multi-Love has got me on my knee We were one, then become three Mama what have you done to me I'm half crazy Multi-Love It's not that this song's about her All songs are about her Sun shines underneath us Fearing new kinds of mind control and just blaming each other She don't want to be a man or a woman She wants to be your love Multi-Love Checked into my heart and trashed it like a hotel room Who is your God? Where is she? She wants to bury me in Austin under Uchiko. She don't want to be a man or a woman She wants to be your love Multi-Love has got me on my knee We were one, then become three Mama what have you done to me I'm half crazy Multi-Love has got me on my knee We were one, then become three Mama what have you done to me I'm half crazy |
Who Wrote Multi-Love By Unknown Mortal Orchestra?
Nielson Kody, Nielson Ruban
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What's The Duration Of The Multi-Love By Unknown Mortal Orchestra?The duration of Multi-Love is 4:10 minutes and seconds. |
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