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Heavy Soul Video (MV)




Performed By: The Fake Flirtations
Language: English
Length: 5:20
Written by: Pierce James




The Fake Flirtations - Heavy Soul Lyrics




I spend my time
Draped in hospital gowns
Held static in waiting rooms
For you to do your rounds
Glad my illness subsides
When you're around
It's a virtual high
But I'll take what I get

I thought you learnt
A thing or two
About a thing
Called sacrifice
That Jesus memorabilia
Around your neck
Shoulda told you so

Never thought I'd be the type
To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice before that I gotta heavy soul

Who drew the bags
Under your eyes
Did I contribute
To your demise
The tables prepped
And the lights are low
I'm half praying
That you don't show

I thought you learnt
A thing or two
About a thing
Called sacrifice
That Jesus memorabilia
Around your neck
Shoulda told you so

Never thought I'd be the type
To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice Before that I got heavy soul
Never thought I'd be the type To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice before that I gotta heavy soul

Never thought I'd be the type
To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice before that I gotta heavy soul
Never thought I'd be the type
To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice before that I gotta heavy soul

Never thought I'd be the type
To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice before that I gotta Heavy soul
I've got a heavy soul
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I spend my time
Draped in hospital gowns
Held static in waiting rooms
For you to do your rounds
Glad my illness subsides
When you're around
It's a virtual high
But I'll take what I get

I thought you learnt
A thing or two
About a thing
Called sacrifice
That Jesus memorabilia
Around your neck
Shoulda told you so

Never thought I'd be the type
To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice before that I gotta heavy soul

Who drew the bags
Under your eyes
Did I contribute
To your demise
The tables prepped
And the lights are low
I'm half praying
That you don't show

I thought you learnt
A thing or two
About a thing
Called sacrifice
That Jesus memorabilia
Around your neck
Shoulda told you so

Never thought I'd be the type
To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice Before that I got heavy soul
Never thought I'd be the type To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice before that I gotta heavy soul

Never thought I'd be the type
To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice before that I gotta heavy soul
Never thought I'd be the type
To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice before that I gotta heavy soul

Never thought I'd be the type
To say I told you so
But I been told one or twice before that I gotta Heavy soul
I've got a heavy soul
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Writer: Pierce James
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