All Too Much - Warning Lyrics

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Warning

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What Are The Lyrics For Warning By All Too Much?
In troubled times, I often tend to lean
Towards the breeze, towards the means of life And if I get the chance to move the day In the way, my mind like to wander With butterflies, fly at night Warning, warning They're out to clone the land Warning, warning In that mixed up human head As I close my eyes, the demon flies With purple waves and teeth that sing And as it (????) my skin, I start to grin At plastic walls of utter sins Soon, plexiglass seals my faith from Tidal waves, they shock (????) Warning, warning They're out to clone the land Warning, warning Those crazy human heads Out of sight, they're in my mind again Like bumblebees, they swarm at me They like the sky, they squint our eyes To waterfalls, begin the talks Unshift the skin to freeze the spell It comforts me, leaning toward the breeze Warning, warning They're out to clone the land Warning, warning Those mixed up human heads Warning, warning They're out to clone the land Warning, warning Those mixed up human heads Warning, warning They're out to clone the land Warning, warning Those mixed up human heads Warning, warning They're out to clone the land Warning, warning Those crazy human heads Warning, warning Warning, warning |
Who Wrote Warning By All Too Much?
Ralph Sall, Tim Newton Delaughter
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What's The Duration Of The Warning By All Too Much?The duration of Warning is 4:44 minutes and seconds. |
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