Lapsley - Painter Lyrics
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Painter
Painter Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Painter By Lapsley?
You can paint these wings and make me fly
You can paint these wings and make me fly You can paint these wings and make me fly Crush coming over like the R.E.M kind Orange in the colour like blackpool on the sunrise You can paint these wings and make me fly Crush coming over like the R.E.M kind Orange in the colour like blackpool on the sunrise You can paint these wings and make me fly You can paint these wings and make me fly Crush coming over like the R.E.M kind Orange in the colour like blackpool on the sunrise I probably can't see the bigger picture You can paint these wings and make me fly I probably can't see the bigger picture Crush coming over like the R.E.M kind Orange in the colour like blackpool on the sunrise You can paint these wings and make me fly Crush coming over like the R.E.M kind Orange in the colour like blackpool on the sunrise I probably can't see the bigger picture You can paint these wings and make me fly You can paint these wings and make me fly I probably can't see the bigger picture Crush coming over like the R.E.M kind Orange in the colour like blackpool on the sunrise You can paint these wings and make me fly Crush coming over like the R.E.M kind Orange in the colour like blackpool on the sunrise I probably can't see the bigger picture You can paint these wings and make me fly |
Who Wrote Painter By Lapsley?
Holly Lapsley Fletcher
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