Cinder - Ugly Lyrics
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Ugly
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What Are The Lyrics For Ugly By Cinder?
Ugly...
Ugly... I could tell for the longest time That retribution is sweet as wine Please set me free I want to be beautiful So beautiful Like you So hard to believe That you're so beautiful And I'm... For these indecision's Blind me of the reasons Hide me from my feelings Never knowing why Was it the collision That took away my vision Never knowing nothing Is soothing sometimes What you can't see Isn't far behind And as black as the metal as the metal is cold Black as the metal as the metal is cold Black as the metal as the metal is cold Black as the metal as the metal is coooold! Please set me free I want to be beautiful So beautiful Like you So hard to believe That you're so beautiful And I'm... For these indecisions Blind me of the reasons Hide me from my feelings Never knowing why Was it the collision That took away my vision Never knowing nothing Is soothing sometimes Wreck! Wreck! Wreck! Was it added frustration A speculation Some kind of self mutilation I got a purification Cause of isolation I guess it's all interpretation I'm so sick of it all So ready to fall So ready to drown my solution Why'd you have to be Why'd you have to beee... Please set me free I want to be beautiful So beautiful Like you So hard to believe That you're so beautiful And I'm... For these indecisions Blind me of the reasons Hide me from my feelings Never knowing why Was it the collision That took away my vision Never knowing nothing Is soothing sometimes For these indecisions Blind me of the reasons Hide me from my feelings Never knowing why Was it the collision That took away my vision Never knowing nothing Is soothing sometimes |
Who Wrote Ugly By Cinder?
Kenny Craig, Roger Young, Scott Richard Weiland
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