Periphery - All New Materials Lyrics
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All New Materials
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What Are The Lyrics For All New Materials By Periphery?
Moments lost searching for a dream that's real
From my heart I'd give it all away just to know Drifting away In truth revealed With perfect order life repeating endlessly Light streaming from below This life is reborn From the shadow to the light Moving through the time It's a cycle that repeats Now Forever Don't touch the spinning wheel Risking the progression just for a little taste But it's so natural Call it human if you wish to save face Losing control Go with the flow Get swept in the undertow Where do we go You ask in simple question Let me show you Give me your hand and we shall fly Moments lost searching for a dream that's real From my heart I'd give it all away just to know Holding with every answer sealed. The path is hollowed, immortality we seek. Light streaming from below, this life is reborn. From the shadow to the light Moving through the time It's a cycle that repeats Seeing all from infant eyes Moving all through me It's a cycle that repeats Where do we go You ask in simple question Let me show you Give me your hand and we shall fly Into better days from dreams |
Who Wrote All New Materials By Periphery?
Alexander Bois, Casey Sabol, Jake Bowen, Matthew Halpern, Misha Mansoor, Spencer Sotelo, Thomas Murphy
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What's The Duration Of The All New Materials By Periphery?The duration of All New Materials is 5:20 minutes and seconds. |
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