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He knows all this time
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Yeah keeps em worrying
|
Till the diest of the time begins
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No one begins ahead
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No one to get tired
|
My soul repays
|
He caught him dead, because
|
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He doesn't seem to know where he's tired
|
And some days I'm not all, it's
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It's so shallow
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Pushing fast ahead
|
I'm already dead
|
We go under
|
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For means he choosed at that moment
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No one inside
|
Is giving me not the dead
|
I love the way
|
She reaches out to people
|
They were groveling indoors
|
They will lick you in the bed
|
Saying please come home
|
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Just be, Tried breaking free, but the tops still up
|
But don't look like that, they teach in forgetting what, what
|
Tire long, wrong with me, leave me going insane
|
They need this head bang, they leave up,
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They come out, they don't get mine
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To all the people who knows what thing's fakin' her,
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They're dead right, they got the tape, but they know what
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Blessed for me, but in it for no, I like to see me other than the own
|
|
Do look across
|
Inside the days I'll bring
|
We celebrate now
|
And bring
|
Can't you?
|
Yeah
|
Bring..
|
AwayHe knows all this time
|
Yeah keeps em worrying
|
Till the diest of the time begins
|
No one begins ahead
|
No one to get tired
|
My soul repays
|
He caught him dead, because
|
|
He doesn't seem to know where he's tired
|
And some days I'm not all, it's
|
It's so shallow
|
Pushing fast ahead
|
I'm already dead
|
We go under
|
|
For means he choosed at that moment
|
No one inside
|
Is giving me not the dead
|
I love the way
|
She reaches out to people
|
They were groveling indoors
|
They will lick you in the bed
|
Saying please come home
|
|
Just be, Tried breaking free, but the tops still up
|
But don't look like that, they teach in forgetting what, what
|
Tire long, wrong with me, leave me going insane
|
They need this head bang, they leave up,
|
They come out, they don't get mine
|
To all the people who knows what thing's fakin' her,
|
They're dead right, they got the tape, but they know what
|
Blessed for me, but in it for no, I like to see me other than the own
|
|
Do look across
|
Inside the days I'll bring
|
We celebrate now
|
And bring
|
Can't you?
|
Yeah
|
Bring..
|
AwayHe knows all this time
|
Yeah keeps em worrying
|
Till the diest of the time begins
|
No one begins ahead
|
No one to get tired
|
My soul repays
|
He caught him dead, because
|
|
He doesn't seem to know where he's tired
|
And some days I'm not all, it's
|
It's so shallow
|
Pushing fast ahead
|
I'm already dead
|
We go under
|
|
For means he choosed at that moment
|
No one inside
|
Is giving me not the dead
|
I love the way
|
She reaches out to people
|
They were groveling indoors
|
They will lick you in the bed
|
Saying please come home
|
|
Just be, Tried breaking free, but the tops still up
|
But don't look like that, they teach in forgetting what, what
|
Tire long, wrong with me, leave me going insane
|
They need this head bang, they leave up,
|
They come out, they don't get mine
|
To all the people who knows what thing's fakin' her,
|
They're dead right, they got the tape, but they know what
|
Blessed for me, but in it for no, I like to see me other than the own
|
|
Do look across
|
Inside the days I'll bring
|
We celebrate now
|
And bring
|
Can't you?
|
Yeah
|
Bring..
|
Away
|
|
|
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Root (Demo)
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Deftones |