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The Used
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Cut Up Angels
If we cut out the bad Well then we'd have nothing left Like I cut up your mouth The night I stuffed it all in
And you lied to the angels Said I stabbed you to death If we go at the same time They'll clean up the mess
I lost my head You couldn't come This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
Watched you bite into the bottle Watch me kick out the chair Let you chew up the glass And laughed as you just hung there
I have thought of rose petals Mostly perfect and pure I thought of your petals And the abuse they've been through
I lost my head You couldn't come This lust to bring almost feels like a gun
You lost your head I couldn't come This lust to my brain almost feels just like a gun YEA
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 I told the angels Can't stay in heaven I asked the devil, the devil, the devil.
If we cut out the bad Then we'd have nothing left Like I cut up your angels Yeh you stabbed me to death
I lost my head You couldn't come This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
You lost your head I couldn't come This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
I lost my head You couldn't come This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
I lost my head You couldn't come This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
Feels like a gun. Feels like a gun. Feels like a gun. Feels like a...
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