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Kasabian Processed Beats Lyrics

Last updated: 09/07/2010 12:00:00 PM

I ran from the tide,
Won't let you hide,
Won't let you hide.
I drop beats from this processed meat for a:
Conversation on meditation and,
I cut waves like some unborn sage just like:
Terrorists on a day of rest singin'.

I ran from the tide,
Won't let you hide,
Won't let you hide.

I break bones - stealin' mobile phones and I'm:
Cuttin' deals for these homeless meals - makin':
Idle threats using Chinese burns as you:
Load my head with the Grateful Dead singin'.

I ran from the tide,
Won't let you hide,
Won't let you hide.

I ran from the tide,
Won't let you hide,
Won't let you hide.

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I ran from the tide,
Won't let you hide,
Won't let you hide.

I ran from the tide,
Won't let you hide,
Won't let you hide.
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