311 - Uncalm Lyrics
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Uncalm
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What Are The Lyrics For Uncalm By 311?
Uncalm, uncalm, uncalm
Listen to the drummer, just listen to the strings Listen to the DJ just rappin' and things Once I get a message from you, I get all edgy My minds racing but you know I'm not ready, uh, I say For you, baby all our dreams trickle through We are back in your teenage bedroom Salvador Dali honeymoon, for you It's like you and me on Plymouth Rock Embarking on a journey that I never thought Would happen to me so effortlessly Sparks flying, your laughter is a symphony Spring, what a little moonlight can do Soon the summer sun is on you All the while we don't hear the news or feel blue On the scales of desire your absence weighs More than someone else's presence I want to kiss reason goodbye today I want to show it's purple essence On your lips baby it'll fade away Return your natural iridescence On the scales of desire your absence weighs More than someone else's presence You make me feel uncalm and I think I like it Make me think of a song that I could not write yet Melodies create themselves, I'm just a conduit You make my heart accelerate and I'm on to it For you baby there's so much that I will do To be near the sweetness on you Funny everything seems so new when with you On the scales of desire your absence weighs More than someone else's presence I want to kiss reason goodbye today I want to show it's purple essence On your lips baby it'll fade away Return your natural iridescence On the scales of desire your absence weighs More than someone else's presence Uncalm, uncalm, uncalm |
Who Wrote Uncalm By 311?
Douglas Martinez, Nicholas Hexum, Tim Mahoney
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What's The Duration Of The Uncalm By 311?The duration of Uncalm is 3:11 minutes and seconds. |
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