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Racing Glaciers

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    Tell me
    You’re sleeping it off
    And you won’t be long
    I’m biting you’re tongue
    You’re biding your time

    I’m giving me something don’t get me hurt
    I’m living of nothing to make it work
    ‘Cos you’re my
    Runaway, yeah
    Tell me
    It troubles your mind

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    Like it troubles mine
    I keep biting your tongue
    Just to carry it on

    I’m giving me something don’t get me hurt
    I’m living of nothing to make it work
    Giving me something don’t give me hurt

    ‘Cos you’re my
    Runaway, yeah
    I’m giving me something don’t get me hurt
    I’m living of nothing to make it work
    I’m giving me something don’t get me hurt
    And you’re my runaway, yeah

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    Composition: Tim Monaghan, Daniel Thorpe, Matthew Scheepers, Matt Welch, and Simon Millest

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