For All Those Sleeping - I'm Not Dead Yet Lyrics

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I'm Not Dead Yet

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What Are The Lyrics For I'm Not Dead Yet By For All Those Sleeping?
Slow down my chest can't keep up
With the rate that you're moving Now were moving Deeper and deeper Now were falling Faster and faster There's nothing left Please wake me Because this surely can't be happening But the touch is so real The touch is so real Your eyes speak so clearly I heard every word you said Your words are so deadly But I'm not dead yet You can't seem to hide What's inside. You can't seem to hide What's inside. Deeper and deeper Now were falling Faster and faster There's nothing left Please wake me Because this surely can't be happening But the touch is so real The touch is so real Your eyes speak so clearly I heard every word you said Your words are so deadly But I'm not dead yet Lets shake things up. Lets shake things up. Please wake me Because this surely can't be happening But the touch is so real The touch is so Please wake me Because this surely can't be happening But the touch is so real The touch is so real Your eyes speak so clearly I heard every word you said Your words are so deadly But I'm not dead yet |
Who Wrote I'm Not Dead Yet By For All Those Sleeping?
Michael Timothy Champa, London William Snetsinger, Jerad Alan Pierskalla, David Keith Volgman-stevens, Ethan Thomas Trekell
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What's The Duration Of The I'm Not Dead Yet By For All Those Sleeping?The duration of I'm Not Dead Yet is 3:12 minutes and seconds. |
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