Beautiful Sin - Take Me Over Lyrics
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Take Me Over
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What Are The Lyrics For Take Me Over By Beautiful Sin?
Something burnin' in my head
Remember words that you once said, oh Feed the anger deep inside All this hatred leaves me blind Just a man, you left me torn and broken Screaming deep within my soul Now I'm trapped inside this hell, I've spoken Oh, it's buried in us all I don't see, I don't feel, I can't hear the words you're screaming in my ear (Don't you know, take me over) I can't live, I can't die, I can't run because my feet are in the fire Let me go, take me over Soon I've got to find my way, I gotta find my life today, oh Tired of broken memories, burn the fire eternally Just a man, you left me torn and broken Screaming in my soul I don't see, I don't feel, I can't hear the words you're screaming in my ear (Don't you know, take me over) I can't live, I can't die, I can't run because my feet are in the fire Let me go, take me over The masters got a hold of me In a world of savagery Broke this spell and let me go, mm Or take me where I'll never go Just a man you left me torn and broken Screaming in my soul, yeah I don't see, I don't feel, I can't hear the words you're screaming in my ear (Don't you know, take me over) I can't live, I can't die, I can't run because my feet are in the fire Let me go, take me over I don't see, I don't feel, I can't hear the words you're screaming in my ear (Don't you know, take me over) I can't live, I can't die, I can't run because my feet are in the fire Let me go, take me over |
Who Wrote Take Me Over By Beautiful Sin?
- Dimeo, Roland Grapow
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