Geoff Tate - Every Move We Make Lyrics

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Every Move We Make

Every Move We Make Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Every Move We Make By Geoff Tate?
[Geoff Tate // Lead & Backing Vocals]
[Jeff Carrell // Electric Guitar, Backing Vocals & Solo] [Howard Chillcott // Synths & Backing Vocals] [Evan Schiller // Acoustic Drums & Loops] [Chris Fox // Electric Fretless Bass] [Scott Moughton // Electric & Acoustic Guitar] This is not your breakdown, Woman raise your head. This is not your madness Everybody feels this. Woman raise your head. With every feeling in your soul And every loss of your control, You can't sleep at night 'cause sleeping sometimes drives the pain away. And no matter where we stand, Our beginning has no end. 'Cause everyday we live We make it just a little better. This is not our game. We play it just the same. With every move we make We make it better. Everything's the same Nothing slips away. With every move we make We make it better. Everything that you can give Is the very thing that I would take from you. I'd take from you. With every reason why you live Is every reason I would die for you. I'd die for you. This is not a game. We play it just the same. With every move we make We make it better. Everything's the same Nothing slips away. With every move we make We make it just a little better. |
Who Wrote Every Move We Make By Geoff Tate?
Geoff Tate, Jeffrey Carl Carrell
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What's The Duration Of The Every Move We Make By Geoff Tate?The duration of Every Move We Make is 4:24 minutes and seconds. |
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