Patience no virtue
Not comforting at all
(Not comforting, not comforting)
I wonder if you'll come through
Saved by a call
(Saved by a call, saved by a call)
Daggers, pins and needles
An empty screen
Waiting on a message endlessly
Is it distance?
Or is it late?
Is it silence?
Or is it M.I.A.?
M.I.A.
M.I.A.
Daggers, pins and needles
An empty screen
Stuck in purgatory eternally
Is it distance?
Or is it late?
Is it silence?
Or is it M.I.A.?
M.I.A.
M.I.A.
Sometimes hours, sometimes days
I fight the feeling that feelings fade
All these questions invade the space
Is it just fiction?
Or has it changed?
Is it silence?
Or is it M.I.A.?
Sometimes hours, sometimes days
I fight the feeling that feelings fade
And all these questions invade the space
M.I.A.
M.I.A.
M.I.A.
Matt Sanderlin - M.I.A.? Lyrics
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Patience no virtue
Not comforting at all
(Not comforting, not comforting)
I wonder if you'll come through
Saved by a call
(Saved by a call, saved by a call)
Daggers, pins and needles
An empty screen
Waiting on a message endlessly
Is it distance?
Or is it late?
Is it silence?
Or is it M.I.A.?
M.I.A.
M.I.A.
Daggers, pins and needles
An empty screen
Stuck in purgatory eternally
Is it distance?
Or is it late?
Is it silence?
Or is it M.I.A.?
M.I.A.
M.I.A.
Sometimes hours, sometimes days
I fight the feeling that feelings fade
All these questions invade the space
Is it just fiction?
Or has it changed?
Is it silence?
Or is it M.I.A.?
Sometimes hours, sometimes days
I fight the feeling that feelings fade
And all these questions invade the space
M.I.A.
M.I.A.
M.I.A.
Not comforting at all
(Not comforting, not comforting)
I wonder if you'll come through
Saved by a call
(Saved by a call, saved by a call)
Daggers, pins and needles
An empty screen
Waiting on a message endlessly
Is it distance?
Or is it late?
Is it silence?
Or is it M.I.A.?
M.I.A.
M.I.A.
Daggers, pins and needles
An empty screen
Stuck in purgatory eternally
Is it distance?
Or is it late?
Is it silence?
Or is it M.I.A.?
M.I.A.
M.I.A.
Sometimes hours, sometimes days
I fight the feeling that feelings fade
All these questions invade the space
Is it just fiction?
Or has it changed?
Is it silence?
Or is it M.I.A.?
Sometimes hours, sometimes days
I fight the feeling that feelings fade
And all these questions invade the space
M.I.A.
M.I.A.
M.I.A.
Writer: Matthew Sanderlin
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