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All Mixed Up Lyrics - 311 - 311

You've got to trust your instinct 

And let go of regret 

You've got to bet on yourself now star 

'Cause that's your best bet 

Watch me now with a wicked and wild and I said 

We come with the funky style 

That gets us known for the show 

And we'll mix the hip hop reggae if we say it is so 

And fuck the naysayers 'cause they don't mean a thing 

'Cause this is what style we bring 

 

Now it's morning but last night's on my mind 

There's something I need to get off my chest 

And no matter what may come to shine 

The dream will always be mine 

 

All mixed up you don't know what to do 

Next thing you turn around and find the person is you 

Thought a freak might be the thing 

But the first could be the last so just get off your ass 

All mixed up you don't know what to do 

Next thing you turn around and find the person is you 

Thought a freak might be the thing 

But you know this will pass so just get off your ass 

 

You've got to trust your instinct 

And let go of regret 

You've got to bet on yourself now star 

'Cause that's your best bet 

Watch me now with a wicked and wild and I said 

Sick sick bit got to have it 

Like bustin' in on a session but you got to call it quits 

Sick sick bit just can't quit 

Fact that you don't even know makes it fully legit 

 

Now it's morning but last night's on my mind 

There's something I need to get off my chest 

And no matter what will come to shine 

The dream will always be mine 

 

You keep me coming 

That is a gal that'll kill 'dem stunning 

Keep me coming 

That is a gal that'll kill 'dem stunning 

Keep me coming 

That is a gal that'll kill 'dem stunning 

Keep me coming 

That is a gal that'll kill 'dem stunning 

 

You make me nervous throat dry 

My brain is empty don't know why 

But I saw you doing something 

Which is really truly nothing 

But you could bust me out all day 

 

Many moons since first I saw you 

Many moons since first we did the do 

Many moons since first I saw you 

Many moons since first we did the do 

 

And why did I try when I knew it was no and 

Why did I try when I saw it was so 

But save it for late we should just let it skate 

'Cause the waiting feel is fine 

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