Nine Lies - Take Me Away Lyrics
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Take Me Away
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What Are The Lyrics For Take Me Away By Nine Lies?
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Cant say that you'l never let go of the things you've got in front of you. Lets break from the rhythm of the past If you know what is good for you. They say that you only get one, So why you waste it like a fool? Like a fool.... Chorus. Take me away from this land Ah take me away from this plan Cause I feel, Much too tired to be strong. Take me away from this land Take me away from this plan Cause I feel, Much too tired to be strong. V2. Cant say that you'l never let go of the things you've got in front of you. Lets break from the rhythm of the past If you know what is good for you. They say that you only get one, So why you waste it like a fool? Like a fool.... Step one gotta shake you little body and work out what you have to do Part two cant see or taste the fear that's coming after you. Scene three is the action of the crime, Your doing time is threw for you.. Threw for you! Chorus. Take me away from this land Take me away from this plan Cause I feel, Much too tired to be strong. Take me away from this land Take me away from this plan Cause I feel, Much too tired to go on. Mid 8. I'm going under....you Take Me Away.... Take Me Away... I'm Going under. you....... Chorus X 2 |
Who Wrote Take Me Away By Nine Lies?
Nine Lies
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What's The Duration Of The Take Me Away By Nine Lies?The duration of Take Me Away is 3:51 minutes and seconds. |
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