Florence + the Machine - Hurricane Drunk Lyrics
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Hurricane Drunk
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What Are The Lyrics For Hurricane Drunk By Florence + the Machine?
No walls can keep me protected
No sleep Nothing in between me and the rain And you can't save me now I'm in the grip of a hurricane I'm gonna blow myself away I'm going out I'm gonna drink myself to death And in the crowd I see you with someone else I brace myself 'Cause I know it's going to hurt But I like to think at least things can't get any worse No hope Don't want shelter No calm Nothing to keep me from the storm And you can't hold me down 'Cause I belong to the hurricane It's gonna blow this all away I'm going out I'm gonna drink myself to death And in the crowd I see you with someone else I brace myself 'Cause I know it's going to hurt But I like to think at least things can't get any worse I hope that you see me 'Cause I'm staring at you But when you look over You look right through Then you lean and kiss her on the head And I never felt so alive And so dead I'm going out I'm gonna drink myself to death And in the crowd I see you with someone else I brace myself 'Cause I know it's going to hurt I'm going out I'm going out I'm gonna drink myself to death And in the crowd I see you with someone else I brace myself 'Cause I know it's going to hurt I'm going out I'm going out I'm going out I'm going out I'm going out I'm going out |
Who Wrote Hurricane Drunk By Florence + the Machine?
Florence Leontine Mary Welch, Francis Eg White
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What's The Duration Of The Hurricane Drunk By Florence + the Machine?The duration of Hurricane Drunk is 3:13 minutes and seconds. |
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