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Grenade
Bruno Mars Lyrics


Easy come, easy go, that's just how you live, oh
Take, take, take it all, but you never give
Should have known you was trouble from the first kiss
Had your eyes wide open
Why were they open? (Ooh)

Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, you did
To give me all your love is all I ever ask
'Cause what you don't understand is

I'd catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Oh, oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same

No, no, no, no

Black, black, black and blue
Beat me 'til I'm numb
Tell the devil I said "Hey" when you get back to where you're from
Mad woman, bad woman
That's just what you are
Yeah, you'll smile in my face then rip the brakes out my car

Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, yes you did
To give me all your love is all I ever ask
'Cause what you don't understand is

I'd catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Oh oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same

If my body was on fire
Ooh, you'd watch me burn down in flames
You said you loved me, you're a liar
'Cause you never, ever, ever did, baby

But darling, I'd still catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Oh oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same
No, you won't do the same
You wouldn't do the same
Ooh, you'd never do the same
No, no, no, no oh

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Cloud9, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andrew Wyatt, Ari Levine, Brody Brown, Claude Kelly, Peter Gene Hernandez, Phillip Martin Lawrence

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chris falkenberg

Color of Money State of Address Made in USA
Going around in circles, chasing after one another for the color of money, taking chances or welfare through inter-connecting passages , crossroads and Windows trying to control the animal in one, from the pit of debt of desire, an emotions in the matrix. $
Dollar Dollar Bills
Pressing the economics further, less than rich is most in debt, an the back bone of the rich, and the flesh and blood for the animal, All in the name of what, property values. The color of money makes people go wild (mad) an adds to its fire. Let me give it to you in other terms, terms you can understand. They cut it like Bolvin coca, Afghani opium and Libyan oil, cut like silver and gold. Lords that have strings tied to the money, an every dollar in its web, hooking the foolish fish in the sea into its financial threshold.
Bending indexes, the color of money, dollars, dollar bills and currencies on a spectrum in a temple dimension, attracting interest . A twenty/eighty cut is knot well/fare, it cuts like a knife, a double edge sword, it gives with one and takes with two, we want face value, the whole in one, par , one over one, knot promises or the color of money, that s blinding you.
" O say can you see," ... the twilight...
Blind and color blind? So cover your eyes, and listen," and listen to your sub conscious maybe you'll learn something" . Its a figment of your imagination that's running wild like a bull, a shift to red , so let me give you the 20/20, the whole 9/1/1 doppler tax free fix, in the city that never sleeps. Its supply and demand. They build it up and take them down , and the penny is losing one for everyone made. The nickel cant hold its weight , but its losing, an its face value is deceiving the public eye, so save what you can .
They cant afford it or don't have it to give away, nor can they make anymore, Its coming from the blood that is spilling from the holes in ones pocket and clothing, and the bodies that are falling. Desire is working ten times harder for ten times less and buying things ten times over exhausting its horns and pleasures. At the end of the sale, and day , after all the hands have taken a pinch out of the dollar , dollar bill, one is paying with the bottom dollar, and by the time it gets home to its family, its taxed for the waste, so save what you can.
Either way I, the self, put it , between the differences , it gives one the sum of the hole, the color of money and the same sum and truth ,the wholesumtruth. Now that the money can be made at home , it does not give one the right to cut it out of a sheet of metal and stamp it with a dye, or (DIO ?), " O, Alice, your the Greatest ", its de-facing the value . " Its not what your country can do for you , but what you can do for your country." " We the people", put our trust in the government, ( each other), to provide honest scales and due process, but those who aren't themselves are favoring one side, one side of the scale, the dark side, even though the wind is not for sale, it gives one direction and shows the way , an only a fool doesn't pay attention to signs, lining its pockets , the holes in its clothing with the blood on its hands. Those who live by it , live by the dollar , dollar bill , fall by it, and those who trust in it, give its power and right over their lives, ( soul) . " O, say can you see"
The only one who cares for a title, is lost and needs to be found, an in need of a personality, the individual, and needed to be served with love and sincerity. The servant , common worker, the confidence and capital from whom has a title paid for, is free of, and develops its independence from a co-dependent sovereign and shadow government. " O say, can you see"... the twilight...
They promise them heaven, a spot in the light an all they can eat, and give them hell for it, leaving them to the wicked , emotional trials and shadows , silhouettes that have no eyes , but still can see. So ," Take down these walls". " Four score and seven"
We were given stripes , color and life , light for a conscious , a lamp of knowledge (law) , a guiding light, and land to harvest. The brave to boycott, pro/test, protest in writing; Declare Independence, and reveal the truth and reap whats sowed. Fear not, " fear only fear it-self ", "we are not left to live under ourselves " , we have been brought to consciousness , life, and Yahweh ( Jah e vah ) . Compose yourselves, bring yourselves together, because no matter how much one celebrates it will not raise the dead, nor bring back those who have passed, and neither free one from the misery and trial its been living.
" O , say can you see......" " The fault is not in the stars , but in ourselves." made n usa



Kidzsing

lyrics:
Easy come, easy go, that's just how you live, oh
Take, take, take it all, but you never give
Should have known you was trouble from the first kiss
Had your eyes wide open
Why were they open? (Ooh)
Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, you did
To give me all your love is all I ever ask
'Cause what you don't understand is
I'd catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same
No, no, no, no
Black, black, black and blue
Beat me 'til I'm numb
Tell the devil I said "Hey" when you get back to where you're from
Mad woman, bad woman
That's just what you are
Yeah, you'll smile in my face then rip the brakes out my car
Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, yes you did
To give me all your love is all I ever ask
'Cause what you don't understand is
I'd catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same
If my body was on fire
Ooh, you'd watch me burn down in flames
You said you loved me, you're a liar
'Cause you never, ever, ever did, baby
But darling, I'd still catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same
No, you won't do the same
You wouldn't do the same
Ooh, you'd never do the same
No, no, no, no oh



RUBEN MORA NARANJO

Easy come, easy go, that's just how you live, oh
Take, take, take it all, but you never give
Should have known you was trouble from the first kiss
Had your eyes wide open
Why were they open? (Ooh)

Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, you did
To give me all your love is all I ever ask
'Cause what you don't understand is

I'd catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Oh, oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same

No, no, no, no

Black, black, black and blue
Beat me 'til I'm numb
Tell the devil I said "Hey" when you get back to where you're from
Mad woman, bad woman
That's just what you are
Yeah, you'll smile in my face then rip the brakes out my car

Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, yes you did
To give me all your love is all I ever ask
'Cause what you don't understand is

I'd catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Oh oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same

If my body was on fire
Ooh, you'd watch me burn down in flames
You said you loved me, you're a liar
'Cause you never, ever, ever did, baby

But darling, I'd still catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Oh oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same
No, you won't do the same
You wouldn't do the same
Ooh, you'd never do the same
No, no, no, no oh



Absori

Easy come, easy go, that's just how you live, oh
Take, take, take it all, but you never give
Should have known you was trouble from the first kiss
Had your eyes wide open
Why were they open? (Ooh)
Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, you did
To give me all your love is all I ever ask
'Cause what you don't understand is
I'd catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same
No, no, no, no
Black, black, black and blue
Beat me 'til I'm numb
Tell the devil I said "Hey" when you get back to where you're from
Mad woman, bad woman
That's just what you are
Yeah, you'll smile in my face then rip the brakes out my car
Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, yes you did
To give me all your love is all I ever ask
'Cause what you don't understand is
I'd catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same
If my body was on fire
Ooh, you'd watch me burn down in flames
You said you loved me, you're a liar
'Cause you never, ever, ever did, baby
But darling, I'd still catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same
No, you won't do the same
You wouldn't do the same
Ooh, you'd never do the same
No, no, no, no oh



Christian Salminen

For people who wanna sing along
Easy come, easy go, that's just how you live, oh
Take, take, take it all, but you never give
Should have known you was trouble from the first kiss
Had your eyes wide open
Why were they open? (Ooh)
Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, you did
To give me all your love is all I ever ask
'Cause what you don't understand is
I'd catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same
No, no, no, no
Black, black, black and blue
Beat me 'til I'm numb
Tell the devil I said "Hey" when you get back to where you're from
Mad woman, bad woman
That's just what you are
Yeah, you'll smile in my face then rip the brakes out my car
Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, yes you did
To give me all your love is all I ever ask
'Cause what you don't understand is
I'd catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same
If my body was on fire
Ooh, you'd watch me burn down in flames
You said you loved me, you're a liar
'Cause you never, ever, ever did, baby
But darling, I'd still catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh oh, I would go through all this pain
Take a bullet straight through my brain
Yes, I would die for ya, baby
But you won't do the same
No, you won't do the same
You wouldn't do the same
Ooh, you'd never do the same
No, no, no, no oh



All comments from YouTube:

MapoTofuLady

Still a pretty good song even after so many years

Fy

@ImSoumyadeep Sarkar tru

ImSoumyadeep Sarkar

u doubtin ?

Fy

Still a good song!

chris falkenberg

Color of Money State of Address Made in USA
Going around in circles, chasing after one another for the color of money, taking chances or welfare through inter-connecting passages , crossroads and Windows trying to control the animal in one, from the pit of debt of desire, an emotions in the matrix. $
Dollar Dollar Bills
Pressing the economics further, less than rich is most in debt, an the back bone of the rich, and the flesh and blood for the animal, All in the name of what, property values. The color of money makes people go wild (mad) an adds to its fire. Let me give it to you in other terms, terms you can understand. They cut it like Bolvin coca, Afghani opium and Libyan oil, cut like silver and gold. Lords that have strings tied to the money, an every dollar in its web, hooking the foolish fish in the sea into its financial threshold.
Bending indexes, the color of money, dollars, dollar bills and currencies on a spectrum in a temple dimension, attracting interest . A twenty/eighty cut is knot well/fare, it cuts like a knife, a double edge sword, it gives with one and takes with two, we want face value, the whole in one, par , one over one, knot promises or the color of money, that s blinding you.
" O say can you see," ... the twilight...
Blind and color blind? So cover your eyes, and listen," and listen to your sub conscious maybe you'll learn something" . Its a figment of your imagination that's running wild like a bull, a shift to red , so let me give you the 20/20, the whole 9/1/1 doppler tax free fix, in the city that never sleeps. Its supply and demand. They build it up and take them down , and the penny is losing one for everyone made. The nickel cant hold its weight , but its losing, an its face value is deceiving the public eye, so save what you can .
They cant afford it or don't have it to give away, nor can they make anymore, Its coming from the blood that is spilling from the holes in ones pocket and clothing, and the bodies that are falling. Desire is working ten times harder for ten times less and buying things ten times over exhausting its horns and pleasures. At the end of the sale, and day , after all the hands have taken a pinch out of the dollar , dollar bill, one is paying with the bottom dollar, and by the time it gets home to its family, its taxed for the waste, so save what you can.
Either way I, the self, put it , between the differences , it gives one the sum of the hole, the color of money and the same sum and truth ,the wholesumtruth. Now that the money can be made at home , it does not give one the right to cut it out of a sheet of metal and stamp it with a dye, or (DIO ?), " O, Alice, your the Greatest ", its de-facing the value . " Its not what your country can do for you , but what you can do for your country." " We the people", put our trust in the government, ( each other), to provide honest scales and due process, but those who aren't themselves are favoring one side, one side of the scale, the dark side, even though the wind is not for sale, it gives one direction and shows the way , an only a fool doesn't pay attention to signs, lining its pockets , the holes in its clothing with the blood on its hands. Those who live by it , live by the dollar , dollar bill , fall by it, and those who trust in it, give its power and right over their lives, ( soul) . " O, say can you see"
The only one who cares for a title, is lost and needs to be found, an in need of a personality, the individual, and needed to be served with love and sincerity. The servant , common worker, the confidence and capital from whom has a title paid for, is free of, and develops its independence from a co-dependent sovereign and shadow government. " O say, can you see"... the twilight...
They promise them heaven, a spot in the light an all they can eat, and give them hell for it, leaving them to the wicked , emotional trials and shadows , silhouettes that have no eyes , but still can see. So ," Take down these walls". " Four score and seven"
We were given stripes , color and life , light for a conscious , a lamp of knowledge (law) , a guiding light, and land to harvest. The brave to boycott, pro/test, protest in writing; Declare Independence, and reveal the truth and reap whats sowed. Fear not, " fear only fear it-self ", "we are not left to live under ourselves " , we have been brought to consciousness , life, and Yahweh ( Jah e vah ) . Compose yourselves, bring yourselves together, because no matter how much one celebrates it will not raise the dead, nor bring back those who have passed, and neither free one from the misery and trial its been living.
" O , say can you see......" " The fault is not in the stars , but in ourselves." made n usa

Emily Rodriguez

Fr tho

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Owen Rappleye

I remember being a kid listening to this song. I then vowed I could never cheat or treat someone like everyone did to Bruno in this video. 10 years later I was being cheated on and was really hurt. I played this song on repeat. This song got me through my tough times. Then I found someone who is the love of my life and she loves me more than my ex could've ever loved me. It's amazing how everything can work out for you if you just keep chugging along

Sylwek Nowakowski

you are just lucky piece of shit .congrats.

Toni Spicer

@mmgs ok

James Hankinson

Bro should be a preacher , that hurt man, good on you lad

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