Racing Glaciers - First Light (Backstroke Remix) | Текст песни

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• First Light (Backstroke Remix)

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

Uh, uh
I'm biting your 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
'Cause you're my runaway, yeah

Tell me
It troubles your mind
Like it troubles mine

Uh, uh
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
'Cause 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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