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Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds( Noel Gallagher )
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Record Machine
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
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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 can't give me a reason
I don't need one to shine
You can't give me a feeling
'cause 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
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