The Starting Line - Selective Lyrics
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Selective
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What Are The Lyrics For Selective By The Starting Line?
You've made quite a life for yourself
One better than you've dreamt But it's weighing down The sides of your mouth To an appearing frown There's more to it Than it might sound Sharpen your overacting skills To cut through the tension Mark your words with confidence Selective attention Try and steady yourself But with one hand down Losing balance Take a look at your hometown You're a different person now The only one who hasn't changed Only one who's stayed the same Sharpen your overacting skills To cut through the tension Mark your words with confidence Selective attention Make it a point To appreciate the life you lead Don't rush the days You'll wish they stayed for one year later It's a tragic case of bad taste But it's all concerning you Who truly can appreciate The mess you've made It's a tragic case of bad taste But it's all concerning you Who truly can appreciate The mess you've made Sharpen your overacting skills To cut through the tension Mark your words with confidence Selective attention Sharpen your overacting skills To cut through the tension Mark your words with confidence Selective attention |
Who Wrote Selective By The Starting Line?
Golla, Gryskiewicz, Vasoli, Watts
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What's The Duration Of The Selective By The Starting Line?The duration of Selective is 3:36 minutes and seconds. |
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