Taking Back Sunday - Miami Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Miami By Taking Back Sunday?
The whole truth and nothing but the truth
Stop me if you've heard this one before The whole truth is nothing but a good excuse So long as you don't torture me with my past Let's be honest; a secret silenced is a secret safe Miami, Miami, Miami Well every hour on the hour (Every hour on the hour) You have to, you just have to trust me Whoever I was then, I can't ever be again Reminders, they are not reluctant So stop me if you've heard this one before Sideways blinders, I can't find a way (around a way) around.. Miami, Miami, Miami Well every hour on the hour You have to, you just have to trust me Whoever I was then, I can't ever be again The faith you found I never felt (never felt) The terror held in wedding bells And comfort in there's no one else The truth be told I'm never gonna know Miami Miami Miami Well every hour on the hour (every hour on the hour) Unhand me, God damn me, Miami Whoever I was then I can't ever be again The faith you found I never felt (never felt) The terror held in wedding bells The comfort in there's no one else The truth be told I'm never gonna know The terror held in wedding bells The comfort in there's no one else The truth be told I'm never gonna know |
Who Wrote Miami By Taking Back Sunday?
Adam Burbank Lazzara, Edward Reyes, Frederick Paul Mascherino, Mark O'connell, Matthew A. Rubano
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What's The Duration Of The Miami By Taking Back Sunday?The duration of Miami is 3:41 minutes and seconds. |
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