James Blake - Put That Away and Talk to Me Lyrics
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Put That Away and Talk to Me
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What Are The Lyrics For Put That Away and Talk to Me By James Blake?
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Best foot forward, cause you're a man As lonely as you feel right now Where is my beautiful life? I'm not livin' here, I'm not livin' here anymore I don't live here anymore Put that away and talk to me I'm not the only one with a fantasy As lonely as you feel right now Put that away and talk to me Could you tell me about the early days? I'm in a waiting after every inhalation They're keeping me full today Where is my beautiful life? I'm not livin' here, I'm not livin' here anymore I won't know pain anymore I won't know haze anymore Put that away and talk to me I'm not the only one with a fantasy As lonely as you feel right now Put that away and talk to me You know you are just fuel Afraid to die and nothing to do Do you like it when your heroes lose? Where is your beautiful life? I'm not livin' here, I'm not livin' here anymore I won't know pain anymore I won't know haze anymore Put that away and talk to me I'm not the only one with a fantasy Put that away and talk to me Could you tell me about the early days? |
Who Wrote Put That Away and Talk to Me By James Blake?
James Blake Litherland
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What's The Duration Of The Put That Away and Talk to Me By James Blake?The duration of Put That Away and Talk to Me is 3:58 minutes and seconds. |
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