[00:00.49]Wallow – Coasts
[00:00.60]Written by：Liam Willford/Chris Caines
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[01:25.58]Boredom makes you creative
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[01:29.12]It stifles my insides
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[01:33.03]Lacks a certain thunder
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[01:36.97]Rifle between the eyes
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[01:40.78]Distance sparked the friction
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[01:44.44]A ripple of high tides
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[01:48.27]I'm done with reading fiction
[01:51.19]You could philosophise my mind
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[01:57.18]Wallow in the middle
[01:59.23]Wallow in the mire
[02:01.06]Wallow in the fields where your feet are on fire
[02:04.93]Wallow the in middle
[02:06.89]Wallow in the mire
[02:08.85]Wallow in the fields where your feet are on fire
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[02:15.38]Your eyes begin to focus
[02:19.06]When darkness steals the sun
[02:22.20]Oh you must be holding out for something that was quicker than the gun
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[02:30.85]Run back through sunny feilds into an empty open space
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[02:38.55]I got some much to learn in life those tears run down your face
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[02:47.50]Wallow in the middle
[02:49.47]Wallow in the mire
[02:51.40]Wallow in the fields where your feet are on fire
[02:55.23]Wallow in the middle
[02:57.16]Wallow in the mire
[02:59.10]Wallow in the fields where your feet are on fire
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[03:10.80]Wallow
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[03:49.48]Wallow in the middle
[03:51.48]Wallow in the mire
[03:53.35]Wallow in the fields where your feet are on fire
[03:57.19]Wallow in the middle
[03:59.19]Wallow in the mire
[04:01.11]Wallow in the fields where your feet are on fire