Ladyhawke - Vaccine Lyrics
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Vaccine
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What Are The Lyrics For Vaccine By Ladyhawke?
In my bed I dream at night
By the man who couldn’t see You took my hand and held it tight You said: “what will people think of me?” Sit tight, one or the other will win Cool hand, no time for leaving, we’re in I think I’m dreaming What will people think of me? You will be my vaccine yea And I’ll be your in-betweener We’ll wake of happy air From all our dreams, all our dreams From all our dreams, all our dreams Counting sheep past two a.m. Hoping you will comfort me But still with sits and waits To say: “what will people think of me?” Sit tight, one or the other will win Cool hand, no time for leaving, we’re in I think I’m dreaming What will people think of me? You will be my vaccine yea And I’ll be your in-betweener We’ll wake of happy air From all our dreams, all our dreams From all our dreams, all our dreams Sit tight, one or the other will win Cool hand, no time for leaving, we’re in I think I’m dreaming What will people think of me? You will be my vaccine yea And I’ll be your in-betweener We’ll wake of happy air From all our dreams, all our dreams From all our dreams, all our dreams From all our dreams, all our dreams From all our dreams, all our dreams From all our dreams, all our dreams From all our dreams, all our dreams |
Who Wrote Vaccine By Ladyhawke?
Phillipa Brown, Pascal Richard Marcel Gabriel
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What's The Duration Of The Vaccine By Ladyhawke?The duration of Vaccine is 3:34 minutes and seconds. |
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