Big If
Temp Job
Dreaming And the notes start to ring
It's so pure there
Your small hands on the strings
Change a line, change a word
Write it down
You're not on your own
It's a rush now But your numbers have grown
Sit this out, give them more Figure out what you're here for
Every time I hear it only makes me want it more
How did you always seem to get your foot on that door
Tired of believing when you tell me it's there
I feel it from my feet onto the top of my head
I feel it from my feet onto the top of my head
Now you're so understood It's a temp job
But the hours are good
Make some friends, loose some more Then forget what you're here for
Every time I hear it only makes me want it more
Letras de cancionesHow did you always seem to get your foot on that door
Tired of believing when you tell me it's there
I feel it from my feet onto the top of my head
I feel it from my feet onto the top of my head
And the world turns fast of you
I ?? to it's over
Will you return
Will you slowed away flying faster and faster
Learning bright forever
Every time I hear it only makes me want it more
How did you always seem to get your foot on that door
Tired of believing when you tell me it's there
I feel it from my feet onto the top of my head
Every time I hear it only makes me want it more
How did you always seem to get your foot on that door
Tired of believing when you tell me it's there
I feel it from my feet onto the top of my head
I feel it from my feet onto the top of my head
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