Shooting Past Me

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Franklin Bruno - Rock

Shooting Past Me

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Duration: 3:25

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The music comes from far away, so does the light Another round of autumn variation starts tonight And I'll beat you at your own game when we meet beneath the eaves As the motorcycles backfire and the cafe fills with leaves But you'll never know what it's like To feel these gentle tremors turn to seismographic spikes No, you'll never know what it's like To step into the chill knowing you won't follow New guitar strings shine like knives Held against the throat of all falsеness in our lives And my voice sounds grеat when it's white with hate I can see the stars shoot past me, feel the ground disintegrate But you'll never know what it's like To wear this smug expression as I step up to the mic No, you'll never know what it's like To burn against your will, to drink what you distill Turn a coat against the chill, knowing you can't follow

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