Terminal 117 Songtext
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Well I'm stickin with the subtlety
Their all cover in these lines
When the most we can make of it
When you don't get enough time, to speak
Its not worth keepin up
And its barely worth the heart
And the way that you say these things
Thats whats keepin you so hard to please
If I recall what we expect from this
Their all cover in these lines
When the most we can make of it
When you don't get enough time, to speak
Its not worth keepin up
And its barely worth the heart
And the way that you say these things
Thats whats keepin you so hard to please
If I recall what we expect from this
Then the name would make its sense
But theres something in the room
And they'll be calling out your name
Its not what you were singin
That keeps stinkin in my head
Its axe against the chain
And the company you led
Pardon me
Its exactly what you had planned out for me
Ever still just to catch up with history
And so sweetly
But theres something in the room
And they'll be calling out your name
Its not what you were singin
That keeps stinkin in my head
Its axe against the chain
And the company you led
Pardon me
Its exactly what you had planned out for me
Ever still just to catch up with history
And so sweetly
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