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Sofasonic
Sofasonic
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sarah-Jane Manarin
Sarah-Jane Manarin
Songwriter
Elliot Manarin
Elliot Manarin
Songwriter
Niall Turner
Niall Turner
Songwriter
Michael Wilson
Michael Wilson
Songwriter

गाने

Hey girl, turn up uninvited parade around my dreams
So girl, cut you to the bone and you still wouldn't feel a thing
How then, you on my doorstep raking up old memories
Well now, seems my life starts and ends with the words you say
Leave me, tired and alone on a street-bench single bed
Cold rain, bites at my flesh and I can't help wondering
Come on back to me baby yeh
Work my fingers to the bone, just to get you all alone
Breathe my secrets down the phone, when I'm naked all alone
Every day that passes by, see I want you by my side
Hypnotised by the words you say, paranoia ain't my way
Paranoia ain't my way
Hey girl, turn up uninvited parade around my dreams
So girl, cut you to the bone and you still wouldn't feel a thing
How then, you on my doorstep raking up old memories
Come on back to me baby yeh
Work my fingers to the bone, just to get you all alone
Breathe my secrets down the phone, when I'm naked all alone
Every day that passes by, see I want you by my side
Hypnotised by the words you say, paranoia ain't my way
Paranoia ain't my way
So come on baby make my
Come on back to me baby yeh
Work my fingers to the bone, just to get you all alone
Breathe my secrets down the phone, when I'm naked all alone
Every day that passes by, see I want you by my side
Hypnotised by the words you say, paranoia ain't my way
Paranoia ain't my way
So come on baby make my day
So come on baby make my day
Written by: Elliot Manarin, Michael Wilson, Niall Turner, Sarah-Jane Manarin
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