Hold me down so I don't say nothing
The air is sweet blood is rushing
So many secrets that I don't want to tell
Now I can't remember those days so well
But will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
I want reckless life with a beggar's chance
In the field I grew my seventh sense
And I never knew just what it meant
Keep my heart until the next dead end
And will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Hold me down so I don't say nothing
Hold me close all the lies mean nothing
Harvest spent seeds keep coming
Got no sense in this field I'm running
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Amy Vachal - Field Sense (feat. Kiyo Cato) Lyrics
Amy Vachal - Field Sense (feat. Kiyo Cato) Lyrics
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Hold me down so I don't say nothing
The air is sweet blood is rushing
So many secrets that I don't want to tell
Now I can't remember those days so well
But will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
I want reckless life with a beggar's chance
In the field I grew my seventh sense
And I never knew just what it meant
Keep my heart until the next dead end
And will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Hold me down so I don't say nothing
Hold me close all the lies mean nothing
Harvest spent seeds keep coming
Got no sense in this field I'm running
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
The air is sweet blood is rushing
So many secrets that I don't want to tell
Now I can't remember those days so well
But will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
I want reckless life with a beggar's chance
In the field I grew my seventh sense
And I never knew just what it meant
Keep my heart until the next dead end
And will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Hold me down so I don't say nothing
Hold me close all the lies mean nothing
Harvest spent seeds keep coming
Got no sense in this field I'm running
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Will it come back to me
Writer: Amy Vachal, Kiyoshi Matsuyama
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