Chris Cornell - Black Hole Sun Lyrics

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Black Hole Sun

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What Are The Lyrics For Black Hole Sun By Chris Cornell?
In my eyes, indisposed
In disguises no one knows Hides the face, lies the snake And the sun in my disgrace Boiling heat, summer stench 'Neath the black the sky looks dead Call my name through the cream And I'll hear you scream again Black hole sun, won't you come And wash away the rain? Black hole sun, won't you come? Won't you come? Won't you come? Stuttering, cold and damp Steal the warm wind tired friend Times are gone for honest men And sometimes far too long for snakes In my shoes, a walking sleep And my youth I pray to keep Heaven sent hell away No one sings like you anymore Black hole sun, won't you come And wash away the rain? Black hole sun, won't you come? Won't you come? Black hole sun, won't you come And wash away the rain? Black hole sun, won't you come? Won't you come? Black hole sun, black hole sun Won't you come? Black hole sun, black hole sun Won't you come? Black hole sun, black hole sun Won't you come? Black hole sun, black hole sun Hang my head, drown my fear 'Til you all just disappear Black hole sun, won't you come And wash away the rain? Black hole sun, won't you come? Won't you come? Black hole sun, won't you come And wash away the rain? Black hole sun, won't you come? Won't you come? Black hole sun, black hole sun Won't you come? Black hole sun, black hole sun Won't you come? Black hole sun, black hole sun Won't you come? Black hole sun, black hole sun Won't you come? Yeah Come Black hole sun, black hole sun |
Who Wrote Black Hole Sun By Chris Cornell?
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