The Black Ghosts - Something New Lyrics
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Something New
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What Are The Lyrics For Something New By The Black Ghosts?
A different time and place some new faces in my life is what I'm needing
I've grown old too fast and whole weeks pass without a single glimpse of meaning And if disaster came at least there'd be a change It's got to be better than sitting on this beach I feel it there in front of me but in my present life Of holding court with scheming money grabbers its Getting further out of reach So give me something new Something to break through the normal The things I have to do to keep myself from falling Out of view A different way to walk some new words to talk a Climate change is what I'm needing I've turned to the dark I've ignored the spark I've found ways to numb my feelings But its no good, behind my hood are dreams of better Days in better places I feel it there in front of me but in my present life Of holding court with ungrateful pretenders Its getting further out of reach So give me something new Something to break through the normal The things I have to do to keep myself from falling Out of view So give me something new Something to break through the normal The things I have to do to keep myself from falling out of view |
Who Wrote Something New By The Black Ghosts?
James Ellis Ford, Simon William Lord, Alexander Macnaghten, James Anthony Shaw
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What's The Duration Of The Something New By The Black Ghosts?The duration of Something New is 2:59 minutes and seconds. |
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