Ladytron - Paper Highways Lyrics
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Paper Highways
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What Are The Lyrics For Paper Highways By Ladytron?
We sleepwalk into fire
A cloud of doubt just passed us by We hide the truth behind a screen This fire won't burn my dream Weightless, you were dreaming When you wake don't forget This world keeps turning If the sun sets to the west They put their trust in tarot cards New age of reason proved us right Suspicion drives as nature screams This fire won't burn my dream Weightless, you were dreaming When you wake don't forget This world keeps turning If the sun sets to the west Weightless you were dreaming When you wake don't forget This world keeps turning If the sun sets to the west Burning, it keeps turning If the sun sets to the west Burning, it keeps turning If the sun sets to the west And if the world should stand still There won't be much left to save I'll climb the next rugged hill And let the wind blow your name away Weightless you were dreaming When you wake don't forget This world keeps turning If the sun sets to the west Weightless you were dreaming When you wake don't forget This world keeps turning If the sun sets to the west Burning, it keeps turning If the sun sets to the west Burning, it keeps turning If the sun sets to the west Burning, it keeps turning If the sun sets to the west Burning, it keeps turning If the sun sets to the west |
Who Wrote Paper Highways By Ladytron?
Mira Aroyo, Vice Cooler
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What's The Duration Of The Paper Highways By Ladytron?The duration of Paper Highways is 3:37 minutes and seconds. |
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