Песня: Feeling The Pull Well I'm heading back to pack a bag To head out on the road To take away what I know is mine
I'm running down past the yellow house with ____ Into the breeze where no-one seems to care
I'm feeling the pull Dragging me off again I'm feeling so small against the sky tonight
These stories of an open line And every time we work ourselves up into a rage In a smash-n-grab we pulled the handle no-one cares But everybody wants to be the one who's just climbing out Well I'm heading back to pack a bag To head out on the road To take away what I know is mine
I'm running down past the yellow house with ____ Into the breeze where no-one seems to care
I'm feeling the pull Dragging me off again I'm feeling so small against the sky tonight
These stories of an open line And every time we work ourselves up into a rage In a smash-n-grab we pulled the handle no-one cares But everybody wants to be the one who's just climbing out
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