The Automatic - On the Campaign Trail Lyrics
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On the Campaign Trail
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What Are The Lyrics For On the Campaign Trail By The Automatic?
One place for all this distance
We've got so displaced The life that you've always wanted A thousand miles away Like no man's like an architect Like moving in one place We can live forever We could fade away Borrowed time and missing faces No home in a million places I don't want a change of pace I can't do anything else Borrowed time and missing faces No home in a million places I don't want a change of pace I can't do anything else Now I have your attention It's just a matter of time Till you question what I'm saying Make me justify Every word in every line That does not seem to fit But the meaning's not so important As long as you mean it Borrowed time and missing faces No home in a million places I don't want a change of pace I can't do anything else Borrowed time and missing faces No home in a million places I don't want a change of pace I can't do anything else The life that I wanted Is frozen in motion The life that I wanted Is frozen in motion Borrowed time and missing faces No home in a million places I don't want a change of pace I can't do anything else Borrowed time and missing faces No home in a million places I don't want a change of pace I can't do anything else I can't do anything else I can't do anything else I can't do anything else |
Who Wrote On the Campaign Trail By The Automatic?
Alexander Pennie, Iwan Griffiths, James Frost, Robin Harry Hawkins
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What's The Duration Of The On the Campaign Trail By The Automatic?The duration of On the Campaign Trail is 3:02 minutes and seconds. |
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