17 Lyrics
| Song | 17 |
| Artist | Midas Fall |
| Album | Eleven. Return and Revert |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Calm disciple, the symmetry of touch | |
| Unmasked in fiction. I breathe you in | |
| I drank your poison and spun its gold | |
| But I don't feel so rich | |
| It all depends on you | |
| Don't be so shy | |
| I held your life | |
| It's who I used to be | |
| Lay down at 17 | |
| Don't be so shy | |
| It's who I used to be | |
| Gave up at 17 | |
| Don't raise the dead | |
| I won't back down if you say… | |
| We lived through the ice age to carve our angel wings | |
| And my feet start to tingle as we reach for higher ground |
| Calm disciple, the symmetry of touch | |
| Unmasked in fiction. I breathe you in | |
| I drank your poison and spun its gold | |
| But I don' t feel so rich | |
| It all depends on you | |
| Don' t be so shy | |
| I held your life | |
| It' s who I used to be | |
| Lay down at 17 | |
| Don' t be so shy | |
| It' s who I used to be | |
| Gave up at 17 | |
| Don' t raise the dead | |
| I won' t back down if you say | |
| We lived through the ice age to carve our angel wings | |
| And my feet start to tingle as we reach for higher ground |
| Calm disciple, the symmetry of touch | |
| Unmasked in fiction. I breathe you in | |
| I drank your poison and spun its gold | |
| But I don' t feel so rich | |
| It all depends on you | |
| Don' t be so shy | |
| I held your life | |
| It' s who I used to be | |
| Lay down at 17 | |
| Don' t be so shy | |
| It' s who I used to be | |
| Gave up at 17 | |
| Don' t raise the dead | |
| I won' t back down if you say | |
| We lived through the ice age to carve our angel wings | |
| And my feet start to tingle as we reach for higher ground |
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