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Billy In 4C Never Saw It Coming
Motionless In White
Oh my god, I could barely sit down to write this line,
And I'd give anything to hear your fucking voice again.
So apathetic and I know you must be dead inside,
You don't know what real love is.
And I will paint the darkness on,
Everything that reminds me of you,
And I haven't slept in days,
For I might not wake up.
And you say that passion kills?
Bitch, oh.
And I forgot what this hallow pit in my stomach felt like.
And I forgot what this hallow pit in my stomach felt like.
Now I have become death, destroyer of whole worlds.
Now I have become death, destroyer of whole worlds.
Now I have become my death,
Now I have become my death.
You are all that I have left,
And I am lost without you.
You are all that I have left,
And I am lost without you.
Your bloods not worth spilling.
Your bloods not worth spilling.
compositores: Alexander Reed, Chris Cerulli, Jason Alan Lancaster, Matthew Poulos, Steven Kopacz
And I'd give anything to hear your fucking voice again.
So apathetic and I know you must be dead inside,
You don't know what real love is.
And I will paint the darkness on,
Everything that reminds me of you,
And I haven't slept in days,
For I might not wake up.
And you say that passion kills?
Bitch, oh.
And I forgot what this hallow pit in my stomach felt like.
And I forgot what this hallow pit in my stomach felt like.
Now I have become death, destroyer of whole worlds.
Now I have become death, destroyer of whole worlds.
Now I have become my death,
Now I have become my death.
You are all that I have left,
And I am lost without you.
You are all that I have left,
And I am lost without you.
Your bloods not worth spilling.
Your bloods not worth spilling.
compositores: Alexander Reed, Chris Cerulli, Jason Alan Lancaster, Matthew Poulos, Steven Kopacz