| What can it be that calls me to this place today?
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| This lawless car ballet, what can it be? |
| (Ooh)
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| Am I a baby pigeon sprouting wings to soar?
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| Was that a metaphor for something more?
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| Now I’m flying, my spirit’s climbing
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| As I’m called through this fog of mace (Ooh-ah)
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| My body, my spirit aligning
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| In this, in this place called Slaughter Race
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| Slaughter race
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| What would you say if it turns out, oh, that I stay?
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| Would it be ok, here in this place?
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| 'Cause you know that I love these fallen wires
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| Dumpster fires, burning tires
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| Everything that I desire
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| Everything that I desire
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| Now I’m flying, my spirit’s climbing
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| As I’m called through this fog of mace (Ooh-ah)
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| My body, my spirit aligning
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| In this, in this place called Slaughter Race
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| Slaughter Race
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| I know I should go, but
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| I really don’t want to yet
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| I really don’t want to yet, oh
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| Yeah, I know I should go, but
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| I really don’t want to yet
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| I really don’t want to yet
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| There’s nothing like Slaughter Race
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| Slaughter Race
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| It’s only here in Slaughter Race, yeah
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| Only here in Slaughter Race, eh
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| Only here in Slaughter Race, oh
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| It’s only here in Slaughter Race, oh
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| Yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song In This Place , by - Julia Michaels. Song from the album «Ральф против интернета», in the genre Музыка из мультфильмов