Cults - Gilded Lily Lyrics
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Gilded Lily
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What Are The Lyrics For Gilded Lily By Cults?
Now it's been long enough to talk about it
I've started not to doubt it, just wrap my head around it I remember when you told me it's an every day decision But with my tunnel vision, how was I supposed to see the way? Haven't I given enough, given enough? Haven't I given enough, given enough? Haven't I given enough, given enough? Haven't I given enough, given enough? Always the fool with the slowest heart But I know you'll take me with you We'll live in spaces between walls Every city's got a graveyard The service bought and paid for Now I'm sleeping in the backyard Passing out as light turns into day Haven't I given enough, given enough? Haven't I given enough, given enough? Haven't I given enough, given enough? Haven't I given enough, given enough? Always the fool with the slowest heart But I know you'll take me with you We'll live in spaces between walls Go and stretch 'em high arms Long as they need to be Turn off all alarms and lie to me Go and stretch 'em high arms Long as they need to be Turn off all alarms and lie to me Haven't I given enough, given enough? Haven't I given enough, given enough? Haven't I given enough, given enough? Haven't I given enough, given enough? Always the fool with the slowest heart But I know you'll take me with you I know I'll take you with me Always the fool with the slowest heart But I know you'll take me with you We'll live in spaces between walls |
Who Wrote Gilded Lily By Cults?
Madeline Foline Mckenna, Ryan Michael Mattos
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