Lyrics

Go, a feather of a piece that you've known Your thrill You're hunting through the wind to watch it burn Go sand, you can't take fly In a world that you call your own You are a satellite The only thing that'll take you home It's time for being every day here
Writer(s): Yann Bargain, John Lathrop Mitchell, Karra Madden, Tom Cooperman, David Schmitt, Victor Verpillat Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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