Dirtyphonics - Where Are You Now Lyrics
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Where Are You Now
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What Are The Lyrics For Where Are You Now By Dirtyphonics?
You flip my mind up, upside down
The words sink in but they, they won't come out I've been blinded, I've been trying to get to you You've been hiding, and I want the truth, oh Where are you now? Whoa whoa (yeah), whoa whoa (yeah), whoa whoa (yeah) Yeah, where are you now? Where are you now? I don't know where you've been I don't know where you've gone, no But I know where you belong Yes, I know where you belong Where are you now? But I know where you belong Yes, I know where you belong I don't know where you've been I don't know where you've gone, no But I know where you belong Baby my heart is, my heart is your home Nobody knows you, not like me You've got two good eyes but you, you still don't see That you've been blinded, I've been trying to get to you You've been hiding, and I want the truth, oh Where are you now? Whoa whoa (yeah), whoa whoa (yeah), whoa whoa (yeah) Yeah, where are you now? Where are you now? I don't know where you've been I don't know where you've gone, no But I know where you belong Yes, I know where you belong Where are you now, where are you now? But I know where you belong Yes, I know where you belong Where are you now, where are you now? |
Who Wrote Where Are You Now By Dirtyphonics?
Heather Bright, Julien Corrales, Charles Eric-barranger, Julien Lignon, Dylan Mamid, Zachary Rapp-rovan
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What's The Duration Of The Where Are You Now By Dirtyphonics?The duration of Where Are You Now is 4:20 minutes and seconds. |
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