R.E.M. - Undertow [Live] Lyrics
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Undertow [Live]
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What Are The Lyrics For Undertow [Live] By R.E.M.?
I know what I wanted
I know what I wanted I know how I wanted this to be You go down to the water Drink down of the water Walk up off the water, leave it be This is not my time, sister It is cold in heaven And I'm not sprouting wings I'm drowning Me I'm drowning Me, yeah Brother can you see those birds? They don't look to heaven They don't need religion, they can see They go down to the water Drink down on the water Fly up off the water, leave it be This is not my time, sister It is cold in heaven And no one's coming after me I'm drowning Breathing ourselves Me, yeah Breathing ourselves I'm drowning Breathing ourselves Me, yeah You know I am tired Cold and bony tired Nothing's gonna save me, I can see I can't say I'm fearful I can't say I'm not afraid But I am not resisting, I can see I don't need a heaven I don't need religion I am in the place where I should be I am breathing water I am breathing water You know a body's got to breathe I'm drowning Breathing ourselves Me, yeah Breathing ourselves I'm drowning Breathing ourselves Me, yeah I'm drowning Breathing ourselves Me, yeah Breathing ourselves I'm drowning Breathing ourselves Me, yeah |
Who Wrote Undertow [Live] By R.E.M.?
William Berry, Peter Buck, Mike Mills, Michael Stipe
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What's The Duration Of The Undertow [Live] By R.E.M.?The duration of Undertow [Live] is 5:04 minutes and seconds. |
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