Alannah Myles - Great Divide Lyrics
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Great Divide
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What Are The Lyrics For Great Divide By Alannah Myles?
A fever that makes you wanna shed your skin
A walking testament to original sin Gotta good trick up your sleeve Crocodile daydream, you wanna, you wanna believe Strike a truce and stand at ease You can choose to slam me to my knees Cheap resistance in my way I wanna become your Independence Day Give me something for the shape I'm in Southern comfort, oh Again and again and again and again Missionary if you please I fell from grace and landed on my knees Welcome to the great divide Fallen angel stuck inside All temptation justified I'm a prisoner, baby, with no reprieve The kind of chaos you can count on not to leave Strike a truce and stand at ease You can even slam me to my knees Welcome to the great divide Fallen angel stuck inside All temptation And if the money don't get ya, something will And if the sex don't get ya, nothing will The Bank of Karma won't loan Your yin won't yang, the bed don't bang And the springs don't sprang Again and again and aah Welcome to the great divide Fallen angel stuck inside All temptation justified Welcome to the great divide, great divide Great divide, great divide Welcome to the great divide, great divide Fallen angel stuck inside, stuck inside Welcome to the great divide Welcome to the great divide Welcome to the great divide Ahh, great divide, great divide |
Who Wrote Great Divide By Alannah Myles?
Maia Sari Sharp, Alannah Myles, Greg Wells
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