Snow Patrol - Whatever's Left Lyrics
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Whatever's Left
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What Are The Lyrics For Whatever's Left By Snow Patrol?
A feeling I've had many times before.
I can't hold the fort, saying give me more. I struggle and sweat, Now I'm wide awake. With mind all I'm fine, with my ears to find. It's the same thing again, But it could become a problem if We don't deal with it now, And we blast off in another end. I've not opened my mouth, Can you read my mind so easily? As the madness sets in You must know that I'll follow you You must know that I'll follow you You must know that I'll follow you You must know that I'll follow you You must know that I'll follow you A sudden movement and a broken limb, The patches are there to show where I'm heading. My fault is it now? Well its news to me. Cause each of us, we try once again. It's the same thing again, But it could become a problem if We don't deal with it now, And you blast off in another end. I've not opened my mouth, Can you read my mind so easily? As the madness sets in, You must know that I'll follow you You must know that I'll follow you You must know that I'll follow you You must know that I'll follow you You must know that I'll follow you You must know that I'll follow you You must know that I'll follow you You must know that I'll follow you You must know that I'll follow you. |
Who Wrote Whatever's Left By Snow Patrol?
Nathan Connolly, Gary Lightbody, Mark Mccelland, Jonathan Quinn
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What's The Duration Of The Whatever's Left By Snow Patrol?The duration of Whatever's Left is 2:41 minutes and seconds. |
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