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Slipping Under (Sing Along To Your Favorite Song) Lyrics

"Slipping Under (Sing Along To Your Favorite Song)" was written by Patrick Joseph Paul Smith;william Tell Ii.
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Hey, you know it's all okay
You couldn't let me down
'Cause you've given me all I got
All I got

And change, don't change
I know you can always be yourself
Don't think that they want someone else
You're givin' up
Please don't stop, please don't stop

Just sing along to your favorite song
Takes you back to where you come from
Tired of the place you can't erase
Whenever sense is your only shape

Sing along 'cause you know all the words
Feel the good, the bad and the hurts
So turn it up loud and let it all out
Slowly slipping under

And this, oh, it's not so bad
You got a heartbeat for a voice
And that's not your fault
Not your fault

Now drive
If that's what you have to do to think
Let everyone else fall asleep
You're givin' up
So turn it up, turn it up

And sing along to your favorite song
Takes you back to where you come from
Tired of the place you can't erase
Whenever sense is your only shape

Sing along 'cause you know all the words
Feel the good, the bad and the hurts
So turn it up loud and let it all out
Slowly slipping under

You want so much, you had it all
So drive all night, it's not your fault
You want so much, you had it all
So drive all night, it's not your fault
You want so much, you had it all
So drive all night

Hey, you know it's all okay
You got a heartbeat for a voice
Don't give it up
Don't, don't, don't, don't give it up

Sing along to your favorite song
Takes you back to where you come from
Tired of the place, you can't erase
Whenever sense is your only shape

Sing along 'cause you know all the words
Feel the good, the bad and the hurts
So turn it up loud and let it all out
Slowly slipping under

Songwriters
Patrick Joseph Paul Smith;William Tell Ii

Published by
UNIVERSAL MUSIC-CAREERS;GAVINS PURPLE MUSIC

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