Jordan Rakei - Eye to Eye Lyrics
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Eye to Eye
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What Are The Lyrics For Eye to Eye By Jordan Rakei?
It's the birth of a star, earlier than sunset
It's the galaxy's water, flowing like a river bed It's the rain, oh the rain Drown upon this summer day Grown into a super nova Back to where we used to play It's an infinity, as it feasts on time 'Cause it constantly leaps, perpetual design 'Cause we worship the key The tide is going out now As we look out to sea Legs sprawled and head down Yes they shine bright like a million, let them bleed twice for a minute Pleasure to have met you, you're my star tonight To have felt this oh sublime, like a grain of sand traveling through time Pleasure to have met you, you're my star tonight Yes they shine bright like a million, let them bleed twice for a minute Pleasure to have met you, you're my star tonight To have felt this oh sublime, like a grain of sand traveling through time Pleasure to have met you, you're my star tonight We don't see eye to eye, we don't see eye to eye We don't see eye to eye, we don't see eye to eye The time it took to realize What you say bears sweet on my soul Compliments with no surprises Making routes straight to their home We don't see eye to eye, we don't see eye to eye We don't see eye to eye, We don't see eye to eye Rusty nail showing bruises Not quite holding firmly now Complications, falling useless Alone until I work it out We don't see eye to eye, we don't see eye to eye We don't see eye to eye, We don't see eye to eye |
Who Wrote Eye to Eye By Jordan Rakei?
Alfa Sekitoleko, Jim Macrae, Jordan Rakei
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