Sleaford Mods - Firewall Lyrics
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Firewall
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What Are The Lyrics For Firewall By Sleaford Mods?
Now it's over
Strike upon me and is gone What you open Isn't necessarily what it says on the box So it's over The bricks are telling code on me I said I'm closer To the morning sunshine down on me I said it's over It's not something you need to do You're getting older You're getting slower to the point where you're no use So it's over The bricks are telling code on me I said I'm closer To the morning sunshine down on me You don't know you're crying at all Because of your firewall Trapped in the mind of something else you've become You don't know you're crying at all Because of your firewall Trapped in the mind of something else you've become It's just the way it's been When you've gone missing in the action It's just the way it's been When you've gone missing in the action You don't know you're crying at all Because of your firewall Now it's over Strike upon me and is gone What you open Isn't necessarily what it says on the box So it's over The bricks are telling code on me I said I'm closer To the morning sunshine down on me You don't know you're crying at all Because of your firewall Trapped in the mind of something else you've become You don't know you're crying at all Because of your firewall Trapped in the mind of something else you've become It's just the way it's been When you've gone missing in the action It's just the way it's been When you've gone missing in the action |
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