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• Artiste: Biffy Clyro
• Titre: Fever Dream
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I'm ploughing through a field Of ineptitude at us Resuscitate my favourite dream All I needed was love In an interview with God I grounded for all to see I hit a wall and fell to my knees And had an interview with God I couldn't stop the tears flowing Get away from me Get away Well there's a Devil in my bones I've known it since I was born I had the eyes of an angel, but A heart that was never full I never had the right laugh I never had the right moves I had the past of an angel, but I bet you did too Well, where the fuck is God? You picked up my home And smashed it to smithereens Where the fuck is God? You made it my memory You took what you pleased Well there's a Devil in my bones I've known it since I was born I had the eyes of an angel, but A heart that was never full I never had the right laugh I never had the right moves I had the past of an angel, but I bet you did too Well there's a Devil in my bones I've known it since I was born I had the eyes of an angel, but A heart that was never full I never had the right laugh I never had the right moves I had the past of an angel, but I bet you did too I had an interview with God I had an interview with God I had an interview with God I had an interview with God (God, God, God, God) (God, God, God, God) Well, where the fuck is God? I had an interview with God Well, where the fuck is God? (God, God, God, God) (God, God, God, God) (Hallelujah, Hallelujah)