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Belarus

by Corinne Bailey Rae

[Intro]
The things, I would do to you...
But I can't give my heart to you baby, Belarus
I think, I'll be good to you
Give my name, give my heart to you baby, Belarus
I'm still a child, far too young for love
But I still try [?]
You're in the dark, afraid of what we've come to love
The things, that I would do to you
I don't say, [?]

[Verse]
Yeah, yeah
I can pull 'em by the dozen
You came through you brought your friend, first, second cousin
You were different than the others (other)
I was always plottin' on you, always up to something
I believe I fell in love but it was just the drugs
And it was just the drugs, and it was just the drugs
And it was just the drugs, and it was just the drugs, and it was just the drugs
I remember you were stuntin'
Dubbling, dubbling over our last night in Dublin
Molly, water's got you troublin'
A couple thousand miles from home and I'm really thinkin' of it
I believe I fell in love but it was just the drugs
And it was just the drugs, and it was just the drugs, and it was just the drugs

[Bridge]
All the things I'd do to you
All the things I'd do to you
All the things I'd do to you
All the things I'd do to you

[Verse 2]
A stones throw from the Texaco down Allgood Road
Saw the horizon give birth to the Sun
Saw the cops down the block
[?] the dealer and run
Kept the weed and cigarillos in the sleeve of my hood
The victorious euphoria
The memorial of past lives lived
I like smokin' with you, I like takin' a trip
Wanna go where you go
And moonwalk through heaven's gate
Blue sauce
Shoot off my delegates
I don't trust nobody
I'm sorry but everybody wanna be somebody
I'm prolly Mr. Miyagi
Wipe that dust up off me, Hiya
Used to be supplier
Wanna cut me off but you [?]
Saw that sh*t comin' like a Maya
Talkin' to a n*gga in his prime but

[Verse 3]
Nobody care about no car parties
You pray to God that sh*t don't walk your way
Young [?] visitor, visitor
Oh nanana, kept prisoner, prisoner
I'm not the one that's runnin' through your veins
Don't even know your middle, first, last name
Young [?] visitor, visitor
Oh nanana, kept prisoner, prisoner
Your guilty pleasure don't you be ashamed
I'll be your baby, be your part time thing
Young [?] visitor, visitor
Oh nanana, kept prisoner, prisoner

[Outro]
Oh, I'm losing my mind
Tryna do what is right
All because of things
I would do to you
All the things
I would do to you
Things
I would do to you
All the things
Do to you