Milky Chance - Flashed Junk Mind Lyrics
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Flashed Junk Mind
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What Are The Lyrics For Flashed Junk Mind By Milky Chance?
When we were young souls
On the junk-yard Now we are stunned minds Full of junk-goods But I feel your heartbeat Just like mine I feel your heartbeat All the time And we were bound to the citylife Flashlights when we're falling into the night Focused on what you feel Just when you were calling her love that day And we were bound to the citylife Flashlights when we're falling into the night Focused on what you feel Just when you were calling her love that day When we were young souls On the junk-yard Now we are stunned minds Full of junk-goods But I feel your heartbeat Just like mine I feel your heartbeat All the time And we were bound to the citylife Flashlights when we're falling into the night Focused on what you feel Just when you were calling her love that day And we were bound to the citylife Flashlights when we're falling into the night Focused on what you feel Just when you were calling her love that day And we were bound to the citylife Flashlights when we're falling into the night Focused on what you feel Just when you were calling her love that day And we were bound to the citylife Flashlights when we're falling into the night Focused on what you feel Just when you were calling her love that day |
Who Wrote Flashed Junk Mind By Milky Chance?
Clemens Rehbein
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What's The Duration Of The Flashed Junk Mind By Milky Chance?The duration of Flashed Junk Mind is 4:24 minutes and seconds. |
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