| | Wolf Descends Upon The Spanish Sahara Lyrics Artist(Band):Fair To Midland
A bird's eye view of a burning bridge You come through ghost towns set on pause Hoping the risk was worth the cost Whoa Sound off the false alarm Whoa But I'll make my own colleague From wood and from ivory And reap the rewards of proximity I'll assemble my equal From what I lack and require And gather what's left unaccompanied It smells like disaster It looks like a trap So go by the wayside And never look back If you could spare me 40 winks While you cried wolf and I count sheep What good are ghosts in Kevlar vests With backbones like a jellyfish Whoa Stomp on your land again Whoa But I'll make my own colleague From wood and from ivory And reap the rewards of proximity I'll assemble my equal From what I lack and require And gather what's left unaccompanied It smells like disaster It looks like a trap So go by the wayside And never look back If you're keeping score, then you're bound to win A ringside seat at the main event Whoa Stomp on your land again Whoa It smells like disaster It looks like a trap So go by the wayside And never look back It smells like disaster Thank God I can Smell Let go by the wayside I'll never look back If you find some error in Wolf Descends Upon The Spanish Sahara Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to endcorporatethunder@yahoo.com for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Wolf Descends Upon The Spanish Sahara The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Fair To Midland" Music | |
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