Finger Eleven - Sad Exchange Lyrics
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Sad Exchange
Sad Exchange Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Sad Exchange By Finger Eleven?
Quietly, thinking to myself,
Sharing have a mind, Instead of nothing else, The shakings just begun The pleasantries are gone This sad exchanges leaves neither one of us So we finally gave up The meaning that you give out The time has come to act out Its living torture, living torture No talking when I want you to listen No talking, 'cause its living torture, Its living torture, its living torture Don't know why Don't know why We can't stand our side There are all too many faces We don't see right If I had known back then, Whatever I know now, I think I'd have answers But I don't know why So we finally gave up The meanings that you give out The time has come to act out But here I am and I'm still living Its living torture, living torture No talking when I want you to listen No talking, 'cause its living torture, living torture Its living torture, its living torture No talking when I want you to listen Don't tell me what I'm trying to say to you Oh no, I stole what it sounds like in my mind, No talking when I want you to listen No talking, 'cause its living torture, living torture Its living torture, its living torture No talking when I want you to listen Don't tell me what I'm trying to say to you Quietly, thinking to myself, This sad exchange brings neither one of us |
Who Wrote Sad Exchange By Finger Eleven?
Robert Scott Anderson, James Ryan Black, Sean Anderson, Rick Jackett, Richard Robert Beddoe
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What's The Duration Of The Sad Exchange By Finger Eleven?The duration of Sad Exchange is 3:32 minutes and seconds. |
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