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Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds( Noel Gallagher )
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Help me Define the light that's shinning on me To get back what they've taken from me And build a little fire where it's cold
Show me The path that leads to all the glory The words that tell a sacred story And build a little fire where it's cold
I wanna live in a dream In my record machine I wanna piece of the world And everyone inside my mouth And all the money I waste Is it a matter of taste? I wanna piece of the world And you can't make me spit it out
Take me Back from the darkness Where they sent me Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Give hope to places Where it can't be And build a little fire where it's cold
I wanna live in a dream In my record machine I wanna picture the world And everyone inside my mouth And all the money I waste Is it a matter of taste? I wanna picture the world And you can't make me spit it out
You can't give me a reason I don't need one to shine You can't give me a feeling 'cause it's already mine You've got one in a million And if the sun won't rise on my soul Then I'll go
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