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Bombay Bicycle Club
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My God (Live)
All the highs are downwards All your fumble words are spent Paying no attention To the thoughts of your dear friend
No point louder The sound of my power Sink in deeper Further each hour My God
When our flower's fading When our stem begins to fold I will take off quietly Like a bird that flees the cold Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
No point louder The sound of my power Sink in deeper Further each hour My God My God My God My God My God My God My God
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