Tilly and the Wall - Lost Girls Lyrics

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Lost Girls

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What Are The Lyrics For Lost Girls By Tilly and the Wall?
Girl, I know the hall looks dark
And the storm seems kind of scary Your face lit up on beads of lightening And you start, you start running And your eyes were light screaming And since there is no end, and no beginning You will run You will run You will run Girl, I know the woods look dark And the trees, they look so deadly The girls around you are so frightened And you start, you start to panic Hear the breathing of a dragon And the world, it really is on fire And it burns And it burns And it burns Vivan, your life is told over 1900 pages Of a world too unreal to be cold, Your innocence has faded all your blues to gray, your skin has bruised through moving days, blue is peeling back away Curling, cracking, painting Girl, you've been rolled up in colorful carpets Your blonde hair's rushing all around you And you froze, you're frozen quiet And your eyes are widened Room unfurnished, like the nightfall and you know you can't get up And you do, you swear you will run You will run You will run You will run No one will ever save you If no one will ever find you Lost girls Lost girls Lost girls Lost girls Lost girls |
Who Wrote Lost Girls By Tilly and the Wall?
Derek Pressnall, Jamie L Williams, Kianna Alarid, Neely Jenkins, Nicholas White
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What's The Duration Of The Lost Girls By Tilly and the Wall?The duration of Lost Girls is 4:12 minutes and seconds. |
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