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Whitfield
Whitfield
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Jordan Irwin
Jordan Irwin
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Oil a machine It can never stop Wheels turn fast It's a ticking clock Eyes of a child Ask you for help Are we in heaven Or are we in hell? Moving all around You're a busy bee Persued by the demons The devil in me You're more than a loser On a winning streak Believing in a dream While the dreamer's asleep Breathe (breathe) Relax (relax) Climb (climb) Grasp (Grasp) Where you gonna go When the world around you Crumbles in a heap And the ocean drowns you Everything is quiet now You're lying on the frozen ground Something in the air Is changing around you Feel it in the calm Of the voice that found you Everything is quiet now You're lying on the frozen ground Building the blocks Up to the sky Wealthy mans plans On a poor mans life Never do we stop To consider the cost Of fields and fields and fields of loss Stop at the red light And look all around Glimmers of hope There's hope in the sound The young ones be sure Not to ever be found With a tomb for a heart Or your dream in the ground Breathe (breathe) Relax (relax) Choke (choke) Crash (crash) Where you gonna go When the world around you Crumbles in a heap And the ocean drowns you Everything is quiet now You're lying on the frozen ground Something in the air Is changing around you Feel it in the calm Of the voice that found you
Writer(s): William Patrick Corgan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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