Drones Club - Hurricane Lyrics
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Hurricane
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What Are The Lyrics For Hurricane By Drones Club?
I think I wanna fly for a while, for a little while
I ride the wind and the rain for a millions miles I'm flying straight for the eye of the storm, of the hurricane Put out your hands, we will feel no pain Into the eye Do it again Come on fly Into the eye Do it again Come on fly Into the Hurricane Into the hurricane I'm flying straight for the eye of the storm, of the hurricane Put out your hands, we will feel no pain Into the eye Do it again Come on fly Into the eye Do it again Come on fly Into the Hurricane Into the hurricane Into the eye Do it again Come on fly Into the hurricane Into the hurricane Into the eye Do it again Come on fly Into the Hurricane I say oh my inner eye open wide till the day I die I say oh my inner eye open wide till the day I die I say oh my inner eye open wide till the day I die I say oh my inner eye open wide till the day I die (into the hurricane) I say oh my inner eye open wide till the day I die I say oh my inner eye open wide till the day I die (into the hurricane) I say oh my inner eye open wide till the day I die I say oh my inner eye open wide till the day I die (Into the hurricane) I say oh my inner eye open wide till the d-d-d-day I die I say oh my inner eye till the day I die |
Who Wrote Hurricane By Drones Club?
Charles Edward George Dobney, Louis Morlet, Rory George Blair Cottam
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What's The Duration Of The Hurricane By Drones Club?The duration of Hurricane is 4:04 minutes and seconds. |
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