The Killers - Dying Breed Lyrics
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Dying Breed
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What Are The Lyrics For Dying Breed By The Killers?
There's gonna be opposition
Ain't no way around it But if you're looking for strong and steady Well baby, you found it We'll weather the coldest night Baby, we're a dying breed When everyone's compromising I'll be your diehard I'll be there when water's rising I'll be your lifeguard We're cut from a stained glass mountain Baby, we're a dying breed Na na na na, na na na na Na na na na, na na na na When facing the wind got wicked We rallied and raised up So now if she comes back kicking We'll know what we're made of There's gonna be opposition But we've got everything we need Ooh, baby, we're a dying breed From the coveted touch of a girl in love I was lifted by the sound of a spirit in need Baby, we're a dying breed I don't know what you want from me Sometimes I don't know what to do It's like I'm screaming in a dream It's like I can't get through What if we're not prepared for this? What if we just can't find the trail? Then I remember the promise I made And the way that I fell For the coveted touch of a girl in love I was taken by the sound of a spirit in need Baby, we're a dying breed We've got everything we need Baby, we're a dying breed (Na na na na na) (Na na na na na) (Na na na na na) (Na na na na na) (Na na na na na) (Na na na na na) |
Who Wrote Dying Breed By The Killers?
Alex Cameron, Brandon Flowers, Jonathan Rado, Michael Crossey
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What's The Duration Of The Dying Breed By The Killers?The duration of Dying Breed is 4:06 minutes and seconds. |
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