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Delivering the Saint
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What Are The Lyrics For Delivering the Saint By Cold?
Here she comes
She could dance on the stars from the world that we love Like the highest queen She's the romance in the movies that kills everything From the start Made you feel every word like it came from her heart Now I'm on my way To deliver the saint today And the world wants to see her there Broken star of the parade Waves to people who came with love This is her own holiday Did she need to get away Got a million miles of road from here Played the part with heart and soul The academy rose, my dear From the start Made you feel every word like it came from her heart Now I'm on my way To deliver the saint today And the world wants to see her there Broken star of the parade Waves to people who came with love This is her own holiday And the world wants to see her there Broken star of the parade Waves to people who came with love This is her own holiday Just like a star she glows People scream she comes She's almost gone, she knows And the world wants to see her there Broken star of the parade Waves to people who came with love This is her own holiday And the world wants to see her there Broken star of the parade Waves to people who came with love This is her own holiday Her own holiday |
Who Wrote Delivering the Saint By Cold?
Jeremy Marshall, Sam Mccandless, Scooter Ward, Zach Gilbert
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What's The Duration Of The Delivering the Saint By Cold?The duration of Delivering the Saint is 4:24 minutes and seconds. |
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