James Blake - I Am Sold Lyrics
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I Am Sold
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What Are The Lyrics For I Am Sold By James Blake?
Link my door tonight, I am sold
And we late, nocturnal Speculate what we feel You said it was a flash of green But you hadn't known And we late, nocturnal Speculate what we feel And we late, nocturnal Speculate what we feel And we late, nocturnal Speculate what we feel And we late, nocturnal And we late, nocturnal And we late, nocturnal And we late, nocturnal But I am going to shoot There's nothing like a break But it may be a consolation That shows us where we are And we late, nocturnal Speculate what we feel And we late, nocturnal Speculate what we feel And we late, nocturnal Speculate what we feel And we late, nocturnal So most of how you felt I'm glad I could help I could talk this over twenty times again Everything you've learned from a past island So most of how you felt I'm glad I could help But I am going to shoot There's nothing like a break But it may be a consolation That shows us where we are And we late, nocturnal Speculate what we feel And we late, nocturnal Speculate what we feel And we late, nocturnal Speculate what we feel And we late, nocturnal And we late, nocturnal And we late, nocturnal And we late, nocturnal Speculate what we feel |
Who Wrote I Am Sold By James Blake?
James Blake Litherland
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What's The Duration Of The I Am Sold By James Blake?The duration of I Am Sold is 4:04 minutes and seconds. |
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