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Christie McCarthy - Flood Gates lyrics
I dont remember who I was then, but I think Im about to find out Could be the sweat of this hot summer wind or maybe just this taste in my mouth But the floodgates they wont wait for you And maybe I dont know myself, but the floodgates do Very old and residual, a rains been falling and no one noticing, everybody keeping dry inside So heres a metaphor, Ive got a reservoir chained to my soul and its overflowing, everybody gonna watch me cry But the floodgates, they wont wait for me And maybe Im blind to the vision of myself, but the floodgates see They see right through you like an angel in the sky Staring through and daring you to lie And the floodgates, they wont wait, they wont wait for you And maybe I dont know myself, but the floodgates do |
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