Highpoint - Pop Cure Lyrics
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Pop Cure
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What Are The Lyrics For Pop Cure By Highpoint?
Everybody waits.
Everybody waits. Everybody waits. Everybody waits. Yeah. Gotta give. Gotta give. Gotta give it up someday. Gotta leave. Gotta leave. Gotta leave it all someday. I’m tired of putting in so much but never getting anything back. I feel we’re putting in so much. But there’s so much we lack. Everybody waits. Everybody wants you. Everybody waits. Everybody wants you. Everybody waits. Everybody wants you. Everybody waits. Everybody wants you. And I’ve seen the low roads too. And skies black but oceans blue. And fate lies to those who pray. And I’ll live another. Another day. We’ve spent our days looking for some. Some other way. We’ve often prayed. Lead the way. Lead the way. Hey. We fight each other. Spend our days apart. We hardly talk. We fight each other. Come together. No. We can not part. Everybody waits. Everybody wants you. Everybody waits. Everybody wants you. Everybody waits. Everybody wants you. Everybody waits. Everybody wants you. And I’ve seen the low roads too. And skies black but oceans blue. And fate lies to those who pray. And I’ll live another. Another day. Everybody waits. Everybody wants you. Everybody waits. Everybody wants you. Everybody waits. Everybody wants you. Everybody waits. Everybody wants you. And I’ve seen the low roads too. And skies black but oceans blue. And fate lies to those who pray. And I’ll live another. Another day. Oh. Another day. Yeah. |
Who Wrote Pop Cure By Highpoint?
Ryan Patrick Brannan
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