Spun Around
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Lyrics
Keeling at the sink I'm reeling waiting for the calm that can't be found I've swallowed all the pills, I'm cold and the dreams are starting to take hold. Thinking that this room is sinking and my God is nowhere to be found 1, 2, 3, 4 (backwards)
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:31
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 86 BPM