"Speaker 12" as written by Isabel Monteiro, Darren Robinson and Michael Chylinski....
That baby's going to heaven
That baby's going to heaven
That baby's going to heaven

These days, time is passing real slowly
Not much I feel like doing
I just want to sleep away

Maybe, I'll get myself into a coma
Spend my whole life dreaming
I just want to sleep away

I'm gonna, I'm gonna sell my
I'm gonna, I'm gonna sell my
I'm gonna, I'm gonna sell my

I'm gonna, I'm gonna sell my
I'm gonna, I'm gonna sell my
I'm gonna, I'm gonna sell my

Lately, it feels like nothing is moving
Nothing I feel like doing
Baby, gonna sleep away
Somehow, I'll get myself into a coma
Feel my body drifting
Slowly gonna slip away

I'm gonna, I'm gonna sell my
I'm gonna, I'm gonna sell my
I'm gonna, I'm gonna sell my
I'm gonna, I'm gonna sell my

I'm gonna, I'm gonna sell my
I'm gonna, I'm gonna sell my
I'm gonna, I'm gonna sell my
I'm gonna, I'm gonna sell my

That baby's gone to heaven
That baby's gone to heaven
That baby's gone to heaven


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"Speaker 12" as written by Isabel Monteiro Darren Robinson

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