"Pop" as written by Andrew Iain Bews, Colin Iain Doran, Andrew Iain Elliot Gilmour, Laurence John Hibbit and Paul John Townsend....
I believe I can fly I can find my way
Home I would leave I could try but I felt its not the end.
I've gone blind I can see but I need to find my way and you'll find me waiting

yeah 'cause i'll be waiting

no excuses could make this worth it time again
no excuses could make this worth it time again

I don't need to declare that I hate you that I know you could live you could die I don't care its not the end
did it hurt,you're in pain I don't care because I got my way and you'll find me waiting and

I will be there wasting time with
Rivals, i'll come home-to see you.

yeah and i'll be waiting.

no excuses could make this worth it time again
no excuses could make this worth it time again
wasting time with rivals, i'll come home
-to see you.(x4)


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"Pop" as written by Andrew Iain Elliot Gilmour Andrew Iain Bews

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