Miami Horror - Sometimes Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Sometimes By Miami Horror?
With eyes wide shut we lay stagnant awake
Safe for now in this wonderous state Lost at a crossroad that's missing a sign How do we know if they made it alive There's something lurking in the distance ahead Fragments of light shine away from the dead They fantasize fury, no time left to stop Its darkness approaching now we're at a loss Sometimes, when all that's lost remains Drink from the fountain of youth and never age again Sometimes we jump across to every cloud Fly away get lost and never be found Sometimes, when all that's lost remains Drink from the fountain of youth and never age again Sometimes we jump across to every cloud Fly away get lost and never be found There's something lurking from the shadows within Stealing the colour and life from my skin They fantasize fury at no extra cost Darkness approaches now we're at a loss Ah Ah Sometimes, when all that's lost remains Drink from the fountain of youth and never age again Sometimes we jump across to every cloud Fly away get lost and never be found Sometimes, when all that's lost remains Drink from the fountain of youth and never age again Sometimes we jump across to every cloud Fly away get lost and never be found Never be found, Never be found (Ah) Never be found (Ah) Never be found (Ah) Ah |
Who Wrote Sometimes By Miami Horror?
Terri Bjerre, Raul Rincon
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What's The Duration Of The Sometimes By Miami Horror?The duration of Sometimes is 3:53 minutes and seconds. |
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