American Hi-Fi - Fight the Frequency Lyrics
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Fight the Frequency
Fight the Frequency Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Fight the Frequency By American Hi-Fi?
I remember how you radiate
Chemicals react on acetate The camera never lies and stole my fate Now I can't find my way A lullaby Race the tide killed his history We deconstruct the simple lies And don't know what it means Signals crossed, meanings lost Imaginations run It's black on white, or white on black We get the damage done I remember how you radiate Chemicals react on acetate The camera never lies and stole my fate Now I can't find my way Now I can't find my way Paper cuts And darling birds Debutants debut We cannot clean, the soft machine I always thought you knew If you believe, the worst of me I'll do the same for you I'll crush your dreams, if you crush my dreams It's the least I can do I remember how you radiate Chemicals react on acetate The camera never lies and stole my fate Now I can't find my way Now I can't find my way I won't surrender, but I'll keep on falling Star crossed we got your alibis Lay your weapons down and keep on dreaming Sure shots come with fireflies I remember how you radiate Chemicals react on acetate The camera never lies and stole my fate I remember how you radiate Chemicals react on acetate The camera never lies and stole my fate Now I can't find my way Now I can't find my way Now I can't find my way Now I can't find my way |
Who Wrote Fight the Frequency By American Hi-Fi?
Kevin Francis Hunter, Stacy Jones
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What's The Duration Of The Fight the Frequency By American Hi-Fi?The duration of Fight the Frequency is 3:57 minutes and seconds. |
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