Sinch Lyrics
Sinch Lyrics
"Arctic Ocean Lyrics"
Lowest Of The Low Lyrics
Spreading lies and muck behind our backs A vicious cowardly attack A spiteful scheming slimeball with a huge e
Spreading lies and muck behind our backs A vicious cowardly attack A spiteful scheming slimeball with a huge e
Stained and afraid that this won't ever go away
Engulfed inside a blaze of memories
And the strain of digging holes, is beginning to take it's toll
And I saw this coming, when you started running over my dreams but isn't it funny
Mr. Niceguy Lyrics
[INTRO CHORUS] HE'S A NICE GUY how ya doin HE'S A NICE GUY Good to see you HE'S A NICE GUY
It eats at me slowly and I found redemption in suffering
And it's just like you to say, I'd be better off without you anyway
Now I'm stumbling through my words and it's all your fault, so feel guilty
Stained and looking for a way
The feelings and the truth are hard to confess
But you've seen the cycle round now I guess you had me figured out
So you watched me suffer, it inched it's way slowly under my skin
But I saw this coming, when you s
[INTRO CHORUS] HE'S A NICE GUY how ya doin HE'S A NICE GUY Good to see you HE'S A NICE GUY
It eats at me slowly and I found redemption in suffering
And it's just like you to say, I'd be better off without you anyway
Now I'm stumbling through my words and it's all your fault, so feel guilty
Stained and looking for a way
Hell Raiser Lyrics
Chinn/Chapman Look out! Mama let me out on a saturday night, she said now Go out and get her
out of this messChinn/Chapman Look out! Mama let me out on a saturday night, she said now Go out and get her
The feelings and the truth are hard to confess
But you've seen the cycle round now I guess you had me figured out
So you watched me suffer, it inched it's way slowly under my skin
But I saw this coming, when you s
Metrognome Lyrics
(Latimer/Bardens) Time on your hands You doodle the day Shuffle your feet And turn on the newsarted running
Now it seems sensible to burn the bridge
And it's just like you to say, that it's better when you have things your own way
Now I'm stumbling through my words and it's all your fault
So feel guilty.
(Latimer/Bardens) Time on your hands You doodle the day Shuffle your feet And turn on the news
Now it seems sensible to burn the bridge
And it's just like you to say, that it's better when you have things your own way
Now I'm stumbling through my words and it's all your fault
So feel guilty.