Comeback Kid - One Left Satisfied Lyrics
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One Left Satisfied
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What Are The Lyrics For One Left Satisfied By Comeback Kid?
There was desire that burned
And when the dust had blown away There was a whisper of gold No reservations, they were expecting for some time There was a whisper of gold The streets were filled with all it's noise Swelling up so they set up a decoy It didn't matter no one had a clue anyway But they were always second guessing No room for any error Positions in check and the plan underway And impossibly... Just barely slipping by The doors came open just in time They came back running, on such a high Open it up lets see what's inside Those involved gathered around But they weren't satisfied Everyone swore that it was all they could find Those involved gathered around But they weren't satisfied No one left satisfied Eyes shift, pulse fit Failure right down the throat Someone here must be holding out Retracing their steps Everyone in the room grilling the next This will surely cost us problems Settle it up lets see what's left to divide Still craving not yet satisfied What will it take? How long will this take? Still craving not yet satisfied. Still hungry. |
Who Wrote One Left Satisfied By Comeback Kid?
Andrew Neufeld, Jeremy Brent Hiebert, Kevin Call, Kyle Adam Profeta
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What's The Duration Of The One Left Satisfied By Comeback Kid?The duration of One Left Satisfied is 3:51 minutes and seconds. |
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