Vanishers
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Lyrics
Oh I realize that the squares got me stuck in the cold The past time I'm pressured to never let go My fears they cynic up at the top Guilt runs free storing all through my blood (Feeling long long long gone) I praise enough to see a warn of the first kind Don't bring it all to me I'll never dispose right I praise it all to me a warn disposed right Don't bring it all to see Never the first kind (One of a kind, one of a kind)
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 04:33
- Key
- 5
- Tempo
- 196 BPM