Lyrics

Save a good kick for the end, Or move out fast from the blocks. One thinks of all sorts of things really." Midway up the wall we're climbing Down, it's easier to recall And it's a lottery of timings And I'll teach you that one day I know the feeling well I can't connect I know the feeling well I can't connect A minute down the road I'll miss you so... ...though we barely spoke Yeah it's a lottery of outcomes And I'll teach you that one day I'm taken by a sultry lead I'm taken by a sultry lead And I know This is not the last of these Yeah I'll bet That this is not the last of these Everything you need is in this room Everything you need is in this room Everything you need is in this room Yeah everything you need is in this room
Writer(s): Benedict Van Wyk De Vries Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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