10 Racing Glaciers - First Light | Текст песни

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• 10 Racing Glaciers
• First Light

Tell me
You’re sleeping it off
And you won’t be long

I’m biting you’re tongue
You’re biding your time

I’m giving me something don’t get me hurt
I’m living of nothing to make it work
‘Cos you’re my
Runaway, yeah

Tell me
It troubles your mind
Like it troubles mine

I keep biting your tongue
Just to carry it on

I’m giving me something don’t get me hurt
I’m living of nothing to make it work
Giving me something don’t give me hurt
‘Cos you’re my
Runaway, yeah

I’m giving me something don’t get me hurt
I’m living of nothing to make it work
I’m giving me something don’t get me hurt
And you’re my runaway, yeah

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