8 lyrics for "Let me slip through (let me slip through)"
When we built these dreams on sand, How they all slipped through our hands. And this might be our only chance. Let's take this one day at a time, I'll hold your hand if you hold mine. The time that we kill keeps us alive. ...So please don't ask me how I
PlayAlright alright, all day all night I'm just tryna move up front They tell me I was born to lose But I made a good good thing out of bad bad news Let Let me slip through (let me slip through) Why you tryna hold me back? (I ain't) Lil more of this, lil less of
PlayOoh ooh ooh ooh (get out, get out) Don't let let the nights slip through your hands The world is wide from where you stand And I hear your voice as it echoes 'round my head Always that same thing that you said So get out, get out while you still can ooh ooh
PlayDon't waste your time Don't let let it slip away from you If it's the last thing that you do I hope the sun shows the way Don't crush my spirit today Reveal your precious stones So I can help myself I dig through bone and skull Imagine black emerald
PlayI was goin' through the closet Back in my old home Found my letterman's jacket, so I slipped it on Deep in the pocket, still folded up tight Was the letter you wrote to tell me goodbye The minute I saw it I just had to smile It smelled like old leather,
PlayIt comes and goes in waves The freedom, of falling A feeling I thought was set in stone It slips through, my fingers I'm trying hard to let let go And carries us away It always does, it always does We watch as our young hearts fade Into the flood, into the
PlayIt comes and goes in waves The freedom, of falling A feeling I thought was set in stone It slips through, my fingers I'm trying hard to let let go And carries us away It always does, it always does We watch as our young hearts fade Into the flood, into the
PlayWe're half awake in a fake empire Stay out super late tonight Picking apples, making pies Put a little something in our lemonade And take it with us Tiptoe through our shiny city With our diamond slippers on Do our gay ballet on ice Bluebirds on our
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