Chimaira Lyrics
18. Let Go (Demo)
My scabs are almost picked Slowly growing into this Feelings I just can't let go I am such a bore, you need that much more Go back that way and see what you get from me then Nothing at all My dead hands rise Why am I this way? Face my past I can't let go I see them in the jel Laughing at me it is hell Nothing can stop this torture Fake my way through life Call on me, my wife Went back that way and I saw just what I was worth Nothing at all My dead hands rise Why am I this way? Face my past I can't let go I won't take no for an answer You fucked me, bitch You can't fuck with me I won't take no for an answer My scabs are almost picked Slowly growing into this Feelings I just can't let go I am such a bore, you need that much more Go back that way and see what you get from me then Why am I this way? Face my past I can't let go
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