Fugazi - Blueprint Lyrics
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Blueprint
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What Are The Lyrics For Blueprint By Fugazi?
I'm not playing with you
I'm not playing with you I'm not playing with you, yeah, you I'm not playing with you I'm not playing with you I'm not playing with you, yeah, you I'm not playing with you I'm not playing with you I'm not playing with you I clean forgot how to play But you can still come around In fact I invite you down Maybe together We can wipe that smile off your face 'Cause what a difference What a difference What a difference A little difference would make We'll draw a blueprint It must be easy It's just a matter Of knowing when to say no or yes Frustrating, frustrating Always waiting for the bigger axe to fall A patient game I can't find my way to play Find my way to play Not knowing Never mind what's been selling It's what you're buying And receiving undefiled Never mind what's been selling It's what you're buying And receiving undefiled Never mind what's been selling It's what you're buying And receiving undefiled Never mind what's been selling It's what you're buying Receiving undefiled Never mind Never mind Never mind Not knowing to play Never mind Never mind Never mind Not knowing to play Never mind Never mind Never mind Not knowing to play Never mind Never mind Never mind Lost the way Not knowing to play Not knowing |
Who Wrote Blueprint By Fugazi?
Brendan Canty, Joe Lally, Ian Mackaye, Guy Picciotto
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What's The Duration Of The Blueprint By Fugazi?The duration of Blueprint is 3:52 minutes and seconds. |
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