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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pluralone
Pluralone
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Josh Klinghoffer
Josh Klinghoffer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Clint Walsh
Clint Walsh
Producer
John Webber
John Webber
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Running From I don't know what I'm trying To connect the dots Reaching out to you Am I reaching you Struggling To address the hole in my heart Is that where the soul is It's up to you Whether you wanna do the work My heart feels like it's gonna burst For how many times it's been burned Conflagration that I started Expanding war efforts Signing on the line that's dotted Lock, stock, where's the smoking gun The future Could have been ours Much sooner before Much sooner than it was My heart hurts With that realization Do you want lead in the water Or you wanna be in the clear Wanna be led to the slaughter You really wanna die here All those things we never bothered To make sure still work The gardens that we need to water Or shrivel up and die Hasten our demise Is this the hill you want to die Do you really want this to die Look up at the sky Tonight Try To find Why Exercise Rights Let the truth be told We just gotta fight Decide How to use your soul Can't stand by While you deny This doesn't hurt your soul Polarize Where to hide Come find where we put our soul What you rely on Divide The lying takes a toll Keep your eye on the prize Unite Fighting for the soul Fight The prize The fight for the soul
Writer(s): Josh Klinghoffer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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