Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever - Cameo Lyrics
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Cameo
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What Are The Lyrics For Cameo By Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever?
I heard you talking
Your voice had an old melody Like sweet river water Back from the bathroom Moon in your hair Late revival It was a short walk home I take my time I check my sides My head revolving My soul divides My feet collide I want to make amends My sense was off My knees were rolled My eyes were sweaty My arms were heavy I reappeared, except a faded song A vision of a real thing You take a high wire jump You feel time dripping away Falling in the burning room You feel time dripping away And I wait for the moment to come And I watch all the minutes run I take my time My head revolving A second chance A deviation You take a high wire jump You feel time dripping away Falling in the burning room You feel time dripping away I put myself in a letter I send myself on the power lines A picture of yourself in the future And nation in the plains Beyond the frames Two figurines on the melter You find yourself, again, on holiday I feel it in my brain Do you feel the same? I can't be ignored on video You take a high wire jump You feel time dripping away Falling in the burning room You feel time dripping away |
Who Wrote Cameo By Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever?
Marcel Tussie, Tom Russo, Joe Russo, Fran Keaney, Joe White
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What's The Duration Of The Cameo By Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever?The duration of Cameo is 4:07 minutes and seconds. |
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