Silver Miles
Lyrics
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A little while but don't stay there
You're drawing lines to a valley of soul
And that ain't your place now don't you know?
Hear the mute in a monologue
Through Silver Miles in a fog
In those yellow minutes, you've stayed so smart
You've become now what you thought, and what you thought was real!
Through the minefields with a blind man's rod
They walk on eggshells with their gods
Forbidden fruit in the apple cart
There's many truths cross my gypsy heart!
Those 1-arm bandits their stealing hugs
Spend a pension on prescription drugs
C'mon stop hey what's that sound?
Are you linear or round and round? So won't you come around?
Writer(s): Adam Berardo
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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