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Coco & The Butterfields Walls Lyrics
Total views: 1 time this week / Rating: 8.27/10 [11 votes]Album: Fip Fok - EP / Original Release Date: 2012-09-28Genre: AlternativeSong Duration: 4 min 29 sec
COCO & THE BUTTERFIELDS
- Walls Lyrics / with translations(One, two, three four! )
Can you see this man, he's dreaming whilst he's sitting on the grass
Was it a twist of fate, or did he put himself out on his arse?
Either way I'm sure he knows precisely what he must do next
And if events before were terrible then this tiume he'll forget
Could I be that man, I'm telling I'm not asking you
Everyone has masked themselves, it's just another thing to do
But each time we go higher and higher still
As we take off our masks and float through these butterfields
This wall I've built isn't stretching very far, my hands are red
So help me out here I am begging, I'm not asking you
And I'll only stop loving you when I'm dead
I'm a simple soul, or so it has been said to me before
But if content is what I am then why do I intend for more?
You say I'm making plans but surely isn't everybody else?
Or is this just another chance for you to say that I am thinking of myself?
Could I be that man, I'm telling I'm not asking you
Everyone has masked themselves, it's just another thing to do
But each time we go higher and higher still
As we take off our masks and float through these butterfields
This wall I've built isn't stretching very far, my hands are red
So help me out here I am begging, I'm not asking you
And I'll only stop loving you when I'm dead
This wall I've built isn't stretching very far, my hands are red
So help me out here I am begging, I'm not asking you
And I'll only stop loving you when I'm dead
Could I be that man, I'm telling I'm not asking you
Everyone has masked themselves, it's just another thing to do
But each time we go higher and higher still
As we take off our masks and float through these butterfields
As we take off our masks and float through these butterfields
This wall I've built isn't stretching very far, my hands are red
So help me out here I am begging, I'm not asking you
And I'll only stop loving you when I'm dead
This wall I've built isn't stretching very far, my hands are red
So help me out here I am begging, I'm not asking you
And I'll only stop loving you when I'm dead
Can you see this man, he's dreaming whilst he's sitting on the grass
Was it a twist of fate, or did he put himself out on his arse?
Either way I'm sure he knows precisely what he must do next
And if events before were terrible then this tiume he'll forget
Could I be that man, I'm telling I'm not asking you
Everyone has masked themselves, it's just another thing to do
But each time we go higher and higher still
As we take off our masks and float through these butterfields
This wall I've built isn't stretching very far, my hands are red
So help me out here I am begging, I'm not asking you
And I'll only stop loving you when I'm dead
I'm a simple soul, or so it has been said to me before
But if content is what I am then why do I intend for more?
You say I'm making plans but surely isn't everybody else?
Or is this just another chance for you to say that I am thinking of myself?
Could I be that man, I'm telling I'm not asking you
Everyone has masked themselves, it's just another thing to do
But each time we go higher and higher still
This wall I've built isn't stretching very far, my hands are red
So help me out here I am begging, I'm not asking you
And I'll only stop loving you when I'm dead
This wall I've built isn't stretching very far, my hands are red
So help me out here I am begging, I'm not asking you
And I'll only stop loving you when I'm dead
Could I be that man, I'm telling I'm not asking you
Everyone has masked themselves, it's just another thing to do
But each time we go higher and higher still
As we take off our masks and float through these butterfields
As we take off our masks and float through these butterfields
This wall I've built isn't stretching very far, my hands are red
So help me out here I am begging, I'm not asking you
And I'll only stop loving you when I'm dead
This wall I've built isn't stretching very far, my hands are red
So help me out here I am begging, I'm not asking you
And I'll only stop loving you when I'm dead
Facts about Walls
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Walls is written by Tomas Twyman.
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It is first released on September 28, 2012 as part of Coco & The Butterfields's album "Fip Fok" which includes 4 tracks in total. This song is the opening track on this album.
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Walls falls under the genre Alternative.
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Walls song length is 4 minutes and 29 seconds.
Who wrote Walls lyrics?
Walls is written by Tomas Twyman.
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When was Walls released?
It is first released on September 28, 2012 as part of Coco & The Butterfields's album "Fip Fok" which includes 4 tracks in total. This song is the opening track on this album.
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Which genre is Walls?
Walls falls under the genre Alternative.
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How long is the song Walls?
Walls song length is 4 minutes and 29 seconds.
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these lyrics are submitted by BURKUL4Songwriter(s): Tomas Twyman
Record Label(s): 2014 CoCo and the Butterfields
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