Park - A Message Lyrics

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A Message

A Message Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For A Message By Park?
Wake up wanting
This is your message You struck deep what most find hard to reach Well god dammit you want me But you don't get so involved I'll do what's best and slowly dissolve I'd hold the sun up just to wake beside you Imagine what you could see, if you just let yourself like me Forget the incidents, thoughtless and abusing Imagine what you could see, if you just let yourself like me Don't be sorry You're less enticing You've just lost what most find hard to keep I'll take two of the white ones Forget what I said last month I'll spare myself, the embarrassment I'd hold the sun up just to wake beside you Imagine what you could see, if you just let yourself like me Forget the incidents, thoughtless and abusing Imagine what you could see, if you just let yourself like me 'Cause I do I was foolish to have thought I could catch you Stupid to have ever liked you And you're sly little smile Curved the comforts I used to find Drag me inside I'm yours to use tonight (I'm yours to use tonight) I'm yours to use tonight I'd hold the sun up just to wake beside you Imagine what you would see, if you just let yourself like me 'Cause I do 'Cause I do I was foolish to have thought I could catch you Stupid to have ever liked you But I do But I do |
Who Wrote A Message By Park?
Ladd Carlock Mitchell
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What's The Duration Of The A Message By Park?The duration of A Message is 3:45 minutes and seconds. |
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