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Robert Francis - The Closest Exit
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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Francis
Robert Francis
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Martin Pradler
Martin Pradler
Producer

Letra

I came out of Spokane one windy night Looking for seminal landscapes of light Out the car window I watched the sun ignite Her body was there in the passenger chair As she rested her chin on her palm half asleep The forest was quiet as it was deep and I walked with her And I wanted her lips like some nicotine fix As that moment surreal began to exist I forgot about our past and all her other lovers And stared like a child into her cursed eyes Like a cannon extinguished the moment it dies The mind plays tricks when love is in disguise The closest exit's behind you, let go I left on the red eye one lonely night Looking for seminal landscapes of light Out the plane window I watched the clouds ignite My hands were like seasons withoudt a divide Her body rotating, her curves were alive No more a memory, somehting filled up inside Just one hint of reason expelled out like flames An inferno of guilt as I surrendered to her name I'd sworn to myself never ever again But i stared like a child into her cursed eyes A cannon extinguished the moment it dies The mind plays tricks when love is in disguise The closest exits'behind, let go
Writer(s): Robert Anthony Commagere Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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