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Editors - The Diplomat Lyrics



Editors - The Diplomat Lyrics




Right all time
You're an angel

Don't let me out of your sight
Someone hit the breaks we're gaining to much speed
like an airplane

You seem to be the diplomat
You seem to be the diplomat
You seem to be the diplomat
You seem to be the diplomat

Right all time
You're an angel

Don't let me out of your sight
Someone hit the breaks we're gaining to much speed
like an airplane

You seem to be the diplomat
You seem to be the diplomat
You seem to be the diplomat
You seem to be the diplomat

Her pulse rises
Her heads about to blow and
As her mouth moves the hate begins to go
And as her pulse rises
Her heads about to blow and
As her mouth moves the hate begins to go
And her pulse rises
Her heads about to blow and
As her mouth moves the hate begins to go
And her pulse rises
Her heads about to blow and
As her mouth moves the hate begins to go

And her pulse rises
Her heads about to blow and
As her mouth moves the hate begins to go
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Right all time
You're an angel

Don't let me out of your sight
Someone hit the breaks we're gaining to much speed
like an airplane

You seem to be the diplomat
You seem to be the diplomat
You seem to be the diplomat
You seem to be the diplomat

Right all time
You're an angel

Don't let me out of your sight
Someone hit the breaks we're gaining to much speed
like an airplane

You seem to be the diplomat
You seem to be the diplomat
You seem to be the diplomat
You seem to be the diplomat

Her pulse rises
Her heads about to blow and
As her mouth moves the hate begins to go
And as her pulse rises
Her heads about to blow and
As her mouth moves the hate begins to go
And her pulse rises
Her heads about to blow and
As her mouth moves the hate begins to go
And her pulse rises
Her heads about to blow and
As her mouth moves the hate begins to go

And her pulse rises
Her heads about to blow and
As her mouth moves the hate begins to go
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Writer: Edward Owen Lay, Russell Leetch, Thomas Michael Smith, Christopher Dominic Urbanowicz, Thomas Michael Henry Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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