Elliot Root - 10,000 Lyrics
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10,000
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What Are The Lyrics For 10,000 By Elliot Root?
Suddenly I wake up, I'm hiding from the lovely side
Each day's a new day, still I seek the shelter of the night Make up your mind, there's no falling through space, you see The fear of it comes, and it goes What to believe? Ten thousand feet above the ground And I am floating in an unusual headspace Feeling like my mind is laced With the doubts and fears of this place Ten thousand feet above the ground And I am floating in an unusual headspace Feeling like my mind is laced With the doubts and fears of this place When I was a child I dreamed that my dreams be real Now that I'm older I find it harder to feel I don't know why I'm trying to say Maybe through digital screens Life isn't real Goes oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Ten thousand feet above the ground And I am floating in an unusual headspace Feeling like my mind is laced With the doubts and fears of this place Ten thousand feet above the ground And I am floating in an unusual headspace Feeling like my mind is laced With the doubts and fears of this place Ten thousand feet above the ground And I am floating in an unusual headspace Feeling like my mind is laced With the doubts and fears of this place Ten thousand feet above the ground And I am floating in an unusual headspace Feeling like my mind is laced With the doubts and fears of this place |
Who Wrote 10,000 By Elliot Root?
Scott Krueger
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What's The Duration Of The 10,000 By Elliot Root?The duration of 10,000 is 4:07 minutes and seconds. |
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