Collide - Tempted Lyrics
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Tempted
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What Are The Lyrics For Tempted By Collide?
The surface is transparent
Stranger here in me Filter through like sun Future I am past Though your hunger feels the same I am wanting give me breath I am truth you can't explain I am treasure I am dust I am water I am rain I am tempted here I am the hunter I am the prey Through your ten thousand years Every moment remains I am future I am past I am haunted I am blessed And I'm filtered through like sun Until your moment comes undone I am hunter I am prey I am water I am rain Some light, some rain flows through me Some light, some rain flows through me I am tempted here I am the hunter I am the prey Through your ten thousand years Every moment remains I am tempted here I am the hunter I am the prey Through your ten thousand years Every moment remains Lies the night conscious one I am earth I am water I am ground I am wanting give me breath It's all transparent I am the stranger here It's all transparent Just the same as fiction And the truth you can't explain Though your hunger feels the same I am wanting give me Some light, some rain flows through me Some light, some rain flows through me I am tempted here I am the hunter I am the prey Through your ten thousand years Every moment goes astray Give me breath |
Who Wrote Tempted By Collide?
Christopher Difford, Glenn Tilbrook
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What's The Duration Of The Tempted By Collide?The duration of Tempted is 6:43 minutes and seconds. |
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