Art of Fighting - Free You Lyrics
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Free You
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What Are The Lyrics For Free You By Art of Fighting?
No one's ever coming round here no not ever anymore
Rapping on the window or a'knocking on the kitchen door No one's really taking any trouble like I used to see People dropping by as if the twilight was an amnesty Saying this is harder than I ever thought was possible Can't hide it anymore because the truth is indestructible Wear it like a sickness that I didn't catch too easily Like I'm waiting till someone with a shovel comes to bury me Silence has got to be broken Sleeping and then you are woken Eyes come open to see Something has got to be spoken Everything must be forsaken You've been taken From me Free you But I can't free you No I can't free you Whatever I do Have you ever suffered through the days of summer lost in blue Hoping that the one thing that you need will heed and come to you Watching as the clock forgets and drops its sense of courtesy Listening to songs that once were friends but now are enemies Silence has got to be broken Sleeping and then you are woken Eyes come open to see Something has got to be spoken Everything must be forsaken You've been taken From me Free you But I can't free you No I can't free you Whatever I do |
Who Wrote Free You By Art of Fighting?
Martin Walter Brown, Miles Aaron Browne, Ollie Palmer Browne, Eleanor Peggy Frew
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What's The Duration Of The Free You By Art of Fighting?The duration of Free You is 4:27 minutes and seconds. |
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