Curt D.I.S.S. - Falling Out Lyrics

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Falling Out

Falling Out Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Falling Out By Curt D.I.S.S.?
Everywhere I look around
And everywhere I see Everyone's hysterical A mass catastrophe no future - there's no future No time - there's no time celebration, churches singing songs of doom Running like headless chickens as they reproduce to the womb no future - no future No time - no time No survivors...no, they're all gone they keep on falling out, Falling out right in to the dust Falling out... have a good time while there's still time Guns are glaring, skies are glaring When it's all done They'll be no one left Sacrifice the world gonna make you a man If that was in line with the master plan no future - there's no future No time - there's no time unstable hands are ready to explode The light turns red it's time to overload no future - no future No time - no time No survivors... no, they're all dead they keep on falling out, Falling out, Falling out of line and in to the dust Falling out, time is turning to rust Have a good time while there's still time Guns are glaring, skies are glaring When it's all done they'll be no one left, No one People dyin' mother's cryin' Last word's smokin' no one's jokin' Close your eyes and you'll be over Blow yourself away |
Who Wrote Falling Out By Curt D.I.S.S.?
Carsten Schack, Kenneth Karlin, Keyshia M. Cole, Tammie Latrell Harris
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What's The Duration Of The Falling Out By Curt D.I.S.S.?The duration of Falling Out is 3:10 minutes and seconds. |
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