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• Artiste: Jack Peñate
• Titre: GMT
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I never found my way home Being kept in the dirt like a (?) I'm the father of the landmines and everyone corner is a mourner if the good times But (?) Love lost when we stopped being dreamers And I know I got fevers That's what happens when the Gods leaves us 'Cause I mention all over Cover the scratch with a patch on my shoulder It's the place that used to hold you Time travel to a love (?) boulders 'Cause I know you got saviors, and I know you can save us (?) go leave Even after all that we've been a through 'Cause I've built myself a mountain The (?) fool (?) Can't see where I'm going Can't turn back no more Living on the river like humming his I was learning nothing to the lesson (?) But the (?) read into amends Face to face, which our minds bend Oh, to show we're in vain Hair pull idea just to clear drains I promise I'll find a way Out of the grip, 'cause women hide I can't see beneath the clouds, I need to find Need to find my way back down to mean time Mean time, mean time, oh mean time (?) so I had to stop Look around for the sound of the penny drop Didn't see you at the mirror (?) Did the gate (?) 'Cause (?) When you used to embalm me All your truth in the ointments Of (?) resembling I could see the vision of another man From my shoes I could pull that I understand To live (?) miracle enough To love the lost that liberates us I surpassed and sweetly dissolves Could feel the fortunes resolve 'Cause I let go glimmers of gold, the (?) When I'm high I can't see beneath the clouds, I need to find Need to find my way back down to mean time Mean time, mean time, mean time ('Cause I built myself a mountain) Built myself a mountain (With the hope of fool of the one) With the hope of fool of the one (Can't see where I'm going) No, I can't see where I'm going (Won't turn back no more) No, won't turn back When I'm high ('Cause I built myself a mountain) I can't see beneath the clouds, I need to find (with the hope of fool of the one) Need to find my way back down to mean time (can't see where I'm going) Mean time, mean time, mean time (won't turn back no more) (When I'm high) (Need to find) (Need to find) (Need to find)