Cut Copy - Airborne Lyrics
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Airborne
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What Are The Lyrics For Airborne By Cut Copy?
Midnight's crazy when you're down
Plant your tears in the ground Dream plantations slowly grow Until they cover your sorrow (Silver city knows) It's hard to love (Silver city tears) Living here (Silver city knows) It's hard to love (Silver city tears) Living here That don't stop me That don't stop me That don't stop me That don't stop me Walk for years, desert man Footprints swallowed in the sand Makes me dizzy this city of mine Jagged teeth, made of glass, rising up and meet me in the sky (Silver city knows) It's hard to love (Silver city tears) Living here (Silver city knows) It's hard to love (Silver city tears) Living here That don't stop me That don't stop me That don't stop me That don't stop me That don't stop me That don't stop me That don't stop me That don't stop me I don't remember this place at all Just that I'm dreaming of somewhere else I don't remember this place at all Just that I'm dreaming of somewhere else Just that I'm dreaming of somewhere else Just that I'm dreaming of somewhere else Just that I'm dreaming of somewhere else Just that I'm dreaming of somewhere else Just that I'm dreaming of somewhere else Just that I'm dreaming of somewhere else Just that I'm dreaming of somewhere else |
Who Wrote Airborne By Cut Copy?
Benjamin Mark Browning, Dan Whitford, Tim Ross Hoey
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What's The Duration Of The Airborne By Cut Copy?The duration of Airborne is 5:19 minutes and seconds. |
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