Friendly Fires - Lovesick Lyrics
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Lovesick
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What Are The Lyrics For Lovesick By Friendly Fires?
Don't you know sometimes
These things they don't work out? Best to walk away Before your love runs out Don't you feel sometimes You don't know who you are Giving all you got But you all just [Incomprehensible] I'm lovesick, I'm lovesick I'm lovesick, I'm lovesick Cold hearts Hold the world in your hands Got me feeling lovesick In your arms, in your arms Cold hearts Hold the world in your hands Got me feeling lovesick In your arms, in your arms Don't you feel sometimes You might need this just too much What everybody else Thinks you're out of touch? And don't you think it's about time You turn the page and move on? And learn to shake it up Before your love runs out I'm lovesick, I'm lovesick I'm lovesick, I'm lovesick Cold hearts Hold the world in your hands Got me feeling lovesick In your arms, in your arms Cold hearts Hold the world in your hands Got me feeling lovesick In your arms, in your arms Lovesick, lovesick Cold hearts Hold the world in your hands Got me feeling lovesick In your arms, in your arms Cold hearts Hold the world in your hands Got me feeling lovesick In your arms, in your arms Lovesick |
Who Wrote Lovesick By Friendly Fires?
Edward David Huw Macfarlane, Edward John Frederick Gibson, Jack Barnaby Savidge
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What's The Duration Of The Lovesick By Friendly Fires?The duration of Lovesick is 3:54 minutes and seconds. |
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