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Mia

(album: Dusty - 2019)


Facing-facing-facing-facing death right in my face
You know I'm chasing-chasing-chasing might just end up M.I.A
You are complacent but complaining that you cannot rule the day
I am the patience now embodied that you need but it's too late
Facing-facing-facing-facing death right in my face
You know I'm chasing-chasing-chasing might just end up M.I.A
You are complacent but complaining that you cannot rule the day
I am the patience now embodied that you need but it's too late

I been so lost
I was living so strong
But everything is long gone
And now I need another plan that's sound
Tell me how to
Move alone without you
I'm treking and there's loud booms
Thunder, lightning, striking all around
I am scared
I'm so impaired
I wish that I was in my lair
Away from danger in my hair
I need a friend but they just stare
Nobody cares but how can they?
They left their bodies in the rain
I'm the last person alive up on this continent the planes
Are so empty
The wind is my friend it is heavy
Weight is tremendous
Tornadoes in a frenzy
My heart it is beating
The creatures out here teething
Will I make it alone and alive
Or be eaten

Facing-facing-facing-facing death right in my face
You know I'm chasing-chasing-chasing might just end up M.I.A
You are complacent but complaining that you cannot rule the day
I am the patience now embodied that you need but it's too late
Facing-facing-facing-facing death right in my face
You know I'm chasing-chasing-chasing might just end up M.I.A
You are complacent but complaining that you cannot rule the day
I am the patience now embodied that you need but it's too late

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