Carcass - Polarized Lyrics
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Polarized
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What Are The Lyrics For Polarized By Carcass?
(Music: Steer, Regadas)
(Lyrics: Walker) Don't want your number Don't want your name Don't want your colour... Don't want your politics Don't want your cause Don't believe what you believe Don't want to wear your emblem Don't want your cult or sect Don't want your faith Don't want your respect Don't want your love Don't want your praise Don't want your stupid fashion Don't want your phase Polarized - tell me what colours do you wear? Your beliefs, polarized I just don't care for what you care I just don't care for what you care Polarized - tell me what colours do you wear? Your beliefs, polarized I just don't care for what you care Don't want your number Don't want your name Don't want your colour... Don't want your politics Don't want your cause Don't believe what you believe Don't want to wear your emblem Don't want your cult or sect Don't want your faith Don't want your respect Don't want your love Don't want your praise Don't want your stupid fashion Don't want your phase (leads) Polarized - tell me what colours do you wear? Your beliefs, polarized I just don't care for what you care Polarized - tell me what colours do you wear? Your beliefs, polarized I just don't care |
Who Wrote Polarized By Carcass?
Carlo Regadas, Jeffrey Walker, William Geoffrey Steer
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What's The Duration Of The Polarized By Carcass?The duration of Polarized is 4:02 minutes and seconds. |
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