Wolf Parade - The Grey Estates Lyrics
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The Grey Estates
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What Are The Lyrics For The Grey Estates By Wolf Parade?
Darling please, let's get out of here
On a train to who knows where I've got a feeling that I can't explain We had to leave this place, we won't go back again Getting tired of landscapes, we're just floating Rolling past the grey estates, oh, oh What put the fire in his stomach out What moved its hands all across your mouth Out through the window let the neon sing In place of telegraphs that don't mean a thing And we crawled off to our destination Rolling past the grey estates, oh, oh Oh, oh Rushing through A new world, a new world, a new world It's just a minute away Rushing through A new world, a new world, a new world It's just a minute away So let the needle on the compass swing Let the iron in your heart's blood ring Strike up the band as the ship goes down And if it's loud enough, they will erase the sound Of one hundred thousand sad inventions Let them rot inside the grey estate, oh, oh Oh, oh Rushing through A new world, a new world, a new world It's just a minute away Rushing through A new world, a new world, a new world It's just a minute away I'm half awake and the world is ending All across the border just a minute away I'm half awake and the world is ending Across the border just a minute, just a minute away |
Who Wrote The Grey Estates By Wolf Parade?
Arlen Thompson, Dan Boeckner, Hadji Bakara, Spencer Kyle Krug
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What's The Duration Of The The Grey Estates By Wolf Parade?The duration of The Grey Estates is 3:26 minutes and seconds. |
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