Chris Panousakis - Still I Fall Lyrics
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Still I Fall
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What Are The Lyrics For Still I Fall By Chris Panousakis?
I put my love on hold 'til I'm in control
Now I'm dead with patience or dying cold I've never felt so small so when freedom calls Well I won't be swinging like a wrecking ball 'Cause it feels like all that I've fallen for Well I keep on falling for again It's the same old love that I've felt before And it never changes, but still I fall Well we'll move out and you'll touch my face While we're dancing in the pouring rain Then I won't answer, I'll be careless I'll need help, but have no one to call And still I fall 'Cause it feels like all that I've fallen for Well I keep on falling for again It's the same old love that I've felt before And it never changes, but still I fall Now I'm feeling like before at another door Making the same mistakes I was before But nothing ever changes, nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes anymore 'Cause we're careless, impatient, all get frustrated When freedoms through the other door But nothing ever changes, nothing ever changes Nothing ever changes anymore 'Cause it feels like all that I've fallen for Well I keep on falling for again It's the same old love that I've felt before And it never changes, but still I fall |
Who Wrote Still I Fall By Chris Panousakis?
Kaurna Cronin
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What's The Duration Of The Still I Fall By Chris Panousakis?The duration of Still I Fall is 3:45 minutes and seconds. |
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