Chokebore - Days of Nothing [Full Band Winter Version] Lyrics
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Days of Nothing [Full Band Winter Version]
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What Are The Lyrics For Days of Nothing [Full Band Winter Version] By Chokebore?
It's getting harder to resist, I'm pulling powder from
The walls, guess we all have wicked friends. But it's the Piles and piles of pepper on the shadows and the eyelids, It's the blindness of my close friends and the days and The days of nothing. It's the days and the days of Nothing. It's getting harder to come back from living Lighter than a leaf. It's getting harder to depend on me. Oh, but you leave me no choices, no body no voices. You Leave me no choice, I'm fucked and far away. You leave me No choices, no body, no voices. Don't you know I left Myself these piles and piles of pepper on the shadows and The eyelids. It's the blindness of my close friends and The days and the days of nothing. But you leave me no Choices, no body no voices, you leave me no choice. I'm Fucked and far away, you leave me no choices, no body no Voices. Don't you know I left myself here... don't you Know I left myself these days and days of nothing. |
Who Wrote Days of Nothing [Full Band Winter Version] By Chokebore?
James Kroll, Troy Miller
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What's The Duration Of The Days of Nothing [Full Band Winter Version] By Chokebore?The duration of Days of Nothing [Full Band Winter Version] is 3:29 minutes and seconds. |
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