Come To Your Senses by Radiohead
I wish you
Would come to your senses
Come to your senses
Somehow
Your pot of gold
Is locked in boxes
Is locked in a bank vault
Behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
Your love won’t put over me [?]
Won’t put over me somehow
Don’t run till you can’t walk
Till you can’t walk
Till you can’t walk
Till you can’t walk
Yeah yeah yeah
I’m lost
I wish you’d
Come to your senses
Come to your senses
Somehow
You pot of gold
Until the landfall
Where i come from
Where i come from
Where i come from
I wish you’d
Come to your senses
Come to your senses
Somehow
Your time go until [?]
Go until your
And how
And how
And how
Oh you come up
The future
Is yours
And lost the posse
And me
Come around
I wish you come to your senses
Come to your senses
Somehow
Your pot of gold
Until the landfall
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