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P.R.I.S.M.
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What Are The Lyrics For P.R.I.S.M. By Chuck Inglish?
I wanted to do right
But I wanted the dream Wanted the dream I wanted to sleep right Wanted to defy Gravity Funny how it seems when you're looking Every other colour seems so dull and Ordinary, ordinary, ordinary Walk into my light, eyes wide open Bathing in the sun of this prism Ordinary, ordinary, ordinary I think I'm ready to know We on the road now Don't want your colours to show Although it's show time I gotta show mine Glass shine, slice, split Light, write, white out Orange, then it gets red hot That spot, off top Flashlights, strobe hearts Eat fast, pull [?] [?] Not hard, so smart Flying cars can't park Space in between's where we start Huh, we need colour in this spot Funny how it seems when you're looking Every other colour seems so dull and Ordinary, ordinary, ordinary Walk into my light, eyes wide open Bathing in the sun of this prism Ordinary, ordinary, ordinary Open up your eyes It's about that time Eyes, eyes, eyes Funny how it seems when you're looking Every other colour seems so dull and Ordinary, ordinary, ordinary Walk into my light, eyes wide open Bathing in the sun of this prism Ordinary, ordinary, ordinary Open up your eyes It's about that time Eyes, eyes, eyes |
Who Wrote P.R.I.S.M. By Chuck Inglish?
Charles Bein, Evan Arman Ingersoll, Jade Amanda Hurtado, Michael Aaron Einziger
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What's The Duration Of The P.R.I.S.M. By Chuck Inglish?The duration of P.R.I.S.M. is 5:25 minutes and seconds. |
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