Deptford Goth - Feel Real Lyrics
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Feel Real
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What Are The Lyrics For Feel Real By Deptford Goth?
Now you've got to breathe
It's only where your feet fell People are so cool Somebody wants you A lover come back, I wanna dance like her, Like nobody's watching But nobody's watching Forever meant nothing when we had nothing Feel real Now Forever meant nothing when we had nothing Even when you know Hits you hard, Leaves slow, comes back fast When you can't take You don't swallow your pain Been around once It'll be around again Forever meant nothing when we had nothing Feel real Now Forever meant nothing when we had nothing That's the time it took To calm these things Better to have been with than live without it Hold yourself, howl and scream Finally feel everything joining underneath. Now you Now you've got to (breathe) Now you Now you've got to Now to breathe, breathe, now to Now you've got to Now to breathe, breathe, now to Now you've got to Now you've got to breathe It's only where your feet fell People so cool Somebody wants you A lover come back, I wanna dance like her, Like nobody's watching But nobody's watching Forever meant nothing when we had nothing Feel real Now Forever meant nothing when we had nothing That's the time it took To calm these things Better to have been with than live without it Hold yourself, howl and scream Finally feel everything joining underneath. Forever meant nothing when we had nothing Feel real Now Forever meant nothing when we had nothing Feel real Now Forever meant nothing when we had nothing Feel real Now Forever meant nothing when we had nothing |
Who Wrote Feel Real By Deptford Goth?
Daniel Woolhouse
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What's The Duration Of The Feel Real By Deptford Goth?The duration of Feel Real is 4:12 minutes and seconds. |
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