Crash Romeo - Actions Not Words Lyrics
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Actions Not Words
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What Are The Lyrics For Actions Not Words By Crash Romeo?
Here we are once again
I'll turn myself in at the end This is something That I never thought I'd say Forget everything you know Like who, what, when, where, why and how This tragic story every came to be Tell me again, my hands are shaking now I lost my head, it left me for dead With every regret, try and take me on now With every word that you said I finally came to grips That my life may not be legit And I haven't ever felt this good in years And I'll hate myself for ever Pretending I'm someone else Because everything I've ever done Has gone straight down to hell Tell me again, my hands are shaking now. I lost my head, it left me for dead. With every regret, try and take me on now With every word that you said has fallen What's left to tell? We'll let them burnout I'll see you in hell What have I done? What have I done to me? What have I done? What have I done to me? Tell me again, my hands are shaking now I lost my head, it left me for dead With every regret, try and take me on now With every word that you Tell me again, my hands are shaking now I lost my head, it left me for dead With every regret, try and take me on now With every word that you said Tell me again, tell me again Tell me again, try and take me on now With every word that you said |
Who Wrote Actions Not Words By Crash Romeo?
Stephen Kendall Anderson, Travis Adam Weber
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What's The Duration Of The Actions Not Words By Crash Romeo?The duration of Actions Not Words is 2:51 minutes and seconds. |
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