Guster - Great Escape Lyrics
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Great Escape
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What Are The Lyrics For Great Escape By Guster?
Please come tempt me you've got something good in mind
Dropped everything glad to be persuade this time Into the car baby bleed the gas Fast is fast never turning back Oh yeah not scared of that The past has passed and we cannot take it back They want to know if we could get away Yeah we backed it up and made our great escape When the dust will settle and they discover The furthest exodus getting somewhere While the messengers get the message in Try to capture us we've done nothing wrong Please come tempt me steal me from this priss-teen life Oh so gently everyone feels pain this time Into the car baby bleed the gas Fast is fast never turning back Oh yeah not scared of that The past has passed and we cannot take it back They want to know if we could get away Yeah we backed it up and made our great escape When the dust will settle and they discover The furthest exodus getting somewhere While the messengers get the message in Try to capture us we've done nothing wrong Oh she wants me And she needs me She can have me all of the time Oh she wants me And she needs me Circle circle dot dot dot They want to know if we could get away Yeah we backed it up and made our great escape When the dust will settle and they discover The furthest exodus getting somewhere While the messengers get the message in Try to capture us we've done nothing wrong |
Who Wrote Great Escape By Guster?
Alecia Moore, Dan Wilson
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What's The Duration Of The Great Escape By Guster?The duration of Great Escape is 3:09 minutes and seconds. |
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