Alanis Morissette - Moratorium Lyrics
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Moratorium
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What Are The Lyrics For Moratorium By Alanis Morissette?
I've never been this accountable-less and within
I've never known focusless-ness of any form I've never had this lack of ache for dalliance To let go and let God in ways I have never even imagined I declare a moratorium on things relationship I declare a respite from the toils of liaison I do need a breather from the flavors of entanglement I declare a full time out from all things commitment I've never let my grasp soften fingers like this I've never been careless otherless like autonomy's twin I declare a moratorium on things relationship I declare a respite from the toils of liaison I do need a breather from the flavors of entanglement I declare a full time out from all things commitment Hard to breathe Stop looking outside Stop searching in corners of rooms Not my business or timing How I've never known freedom from intertwining I start again this time for keeps in my skin I'm residing I declare a moratorium on things relationship I declare a respite from the toils of liaison I do need a breather from the flavors of entanglement I declare a full time out from all things commitment I declare a moratorium on things relationship I declare a respite from the toils of liaison I do need a breather from the flavors of entanglement I declare a full time out from all things commitment |
Who Wrote Moratorium By Alanis Morissette?
Alanis Morissette, Guy Sigsworth
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What's The Duration Of The Moratorium By Alanis Morissette?The duration of Moratorium is 5:35 minutes and seconds. |
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