Gus Dapperton - Somewhere Lyrics
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Somewhere
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What Are The Lyrics For Somewhere By Gus Dapperton?
By the stroke of my hand
I'll never hold you again Go save that love for someone For something, for somewhere And by the weight of my head I'll always drown in regret You save that love for someone For something, for somewhere Hey, are you tied up? And you're too tired to break the ties Hands behind my back And you're too tired to cut the slack You say that I'm a mess whenever I try my best We both know I'm not the best for you By the stroke of my hand I'll never hold you again Go save that love for someone For something, for somewhere And by the weight of my head I'll always drown in regret You save that love for someone For something, for somewhere (somewhere) Yeah, I get caught in webs (with some wings I cut) Yeah, you say I'm too old to play the game We can make amends (to fly, oh) Bloody veins filled with constant hatred You say that I'm a mess whenever I try my best We both know I'm not the best for you (ooh, ooh) And by the stroke of my hand I'll never hold you again Go save that love for someone For something, for somewhere (somewhere) And by the weight of my head I'll always drown in regret You save that love for someone For something, for somewhere (somewhere) And by the weight of my head I'll always drown in regret You save that love for someone For something, for somewhere |
Who Wrote Somewhere By Gus Dapperton?
Brendan Patrick Rice, Powell Aguirre
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What's The Duration Of The Somewhere By Gus Dapperton?The duration of Somewhere is 3:03 minutes and seconds. |
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