Burn Halo - Anejo Lyrics
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Anejo
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What Are The Lyrics For Anejo By Burn Halo?
Have we gotten crazy?
We're all fucked up in our own ways It's time to open your eyes Seem so blind and jaded Just because we're not the same We're getting used to the lies We can't be what they wanted It changes everything Take a look at the face in the mirror Don't be another bitch in a magazine Let it go, it'll all disappear Nothing is real inside this masquerade We're all just living in a dream It's all overrated Nothing's worth the price you're paying If you change who you are Wipe that look off your face It's okay to wonder Just don't change who you are We can't be what they wanted It changes everything Take a look at the face in the mirror Don't be another bitch in a magazine Let it go, it'll all disappear Nothing is real inside this masquerade We're all just living in a dream Get lost, get lost, get lost inside yourself You're just the fool I thought you'd be Take a look at the face in the mirror Don't be another bitch in a magazine Let it go, it'll all disappear Nothing is real Take a look at the face in the mirror Don't be another bitch in a magazine Let it go, it'll all disappear Nothing is real inside this masquerade We're all just living in a dream Get lost, get lost, get lost inside yourself Get lost, get lost Get lost, get lost, get lost inside yourself Get lost, get lost |
Who Wrote Anejo By Burn Halo?
Brian Haner, James Hart, Zac Maloy
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What's The Duration Of The Anejo By Burn Halo?The duration of Anejo is 3:50 minutes and seconds. |
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