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(I Wanna Live In A Dream In My) Record Machine

Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds
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"(I Wanna Live In A Dream In My) Record Machine" là bài hát của Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds, 2011, Pop. Thời lượng 3:49, 38 lines / 209 words.

Lời bài hát

0:27Help me
0:30Define the light that's shinning on me
0:36To get back what they've taken from me
0:42And build a little fire where it's cold
0:50Show me
0:53The path that leads to all the glory
0:59The words that tell a sacred story
1:04And build a little fire where it's cold
1:12I wanna live in a dream
1:15In my record machine
1:17I wanna piece of the world
1:19And everyone inside my mouth
1:23And all the money I waste
1:26Is it a matter of taste
1:29I wanna piece of the world
1:31And you can't make me spit it out
1:41Take me
1:44Back from the darkness
1:46Where they sent me
1:50Give hope to places
1:52Where it can't be
1:56And build a little fire where it's cold
2:03I wanna live in a dream
2:06In my record machine
2:09I wanna picture the world
2:10And everyone inside my mouth
2:15And all the money I waste
2:17Is it a matter of taste
2:20I wanna picture the world
2:22And you can't make me spit it out
3:19You cannot give me no reason
3:21I don't need one to shine
3:25You can't give me no feeling
3:27If it's already mine
3:30You've got one in a million
3:32And if the sun won't rise on my soul
3:38Then I'll go
3:49End
Help me
Define the light that's shinning on me
To get back what they've taken from me
And build a little fire where it's cold
Show me
The path that leads to all the glory
The words that tell a sacred story
And build a little fire where it's cold
I wanna live in a dream
In my record machine
I wanna piece of the world
And everyone inside my mouth
And all the money I waste
Is it a matter of taste
I wanna piece of the world
And you can't make me spit it out
Take me
Back from the darkness
Where they sent me
Give hope to places
Where it can't be
And build a little fire where it's cold
I wanna live in a dream
In my record machine
I wanna picture the world
And everyone inside my mouth
And all the money I waste
Is it a matter of taste
I wanna picture the world
And you can't make me spit it out
You cannot give me no reason
I don't need one to shine
You can't give me no feeling
If it's already mine
You've got one in a million
And if the sun won't rise on my soul
Then I'll go
End

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