"These Paths" lyrics
"These Paths"
These paths will cross again, again
These pants rubbed off against, against
These paths will cross again, again
These pants rubbed off against, against
Take your seat on the tip
Of the star that you sit
Take your piece, take a sip
Or you'll starve from that shit
Take your piece of that star
Take your piece of that, kid
Take your piece or you'll starve
Take your piece, take it, kid
These paths will cross again, again
These pants come off against, against
Take your seat on the tip
Of the star that you sit
Take your piece, take a sip
Or you'll starve from that shit
Take your piece of that star
Take your piece of that, kid
Take your piece or you'll starve
Take your piece, take it, kid
These paths will cross, I guess, again
These pants come off against, against
Take your seat on the tip
Of the star that you sit
Take your piece, take a sip
Or you'll starve from that shit
Take your piece of that star
Take your piece of that, kid
Take your piece or you'll starve
Take your piece, take it, kid
Paths, paths, paths
Cross, cross, cross
Paths, paths, paths
Cross, cross, cross
Paths, paths, paths
Cross, cross, cross
Paths, paths, paths
Cross, cross, cross
Cross, cross, cross
Paths, paths, paths
Paths, paths, paths
Writer(s): Nicholas Joseph Zinner, David Andrew Sitek, Karen Lee Orzolek
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- Yeah Yeah Yeahs Lyrics
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