David Usher - Black Black Heart Lyrics
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Black Black Heart
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What Are The Lyrics For Black Black Heart By David Usher?
Something ugly this way comes
Through my fingers sliding inside All these blessings all these burns I'm godless underneath your cover Search for pleasure search for pain In this world now I am undying I unfurl my flag my nation helpless Black black heart why would you offer more Why would you make it easier on me to satisfy I'm on fire I'm rotting to the core I'm eating all your kings and queens All your sex and your diamonds As I begin to lose my grip On these realities your sending Taste your mind and taste your sex I'm naked underneath your cover Covers lie and we will bend and borrow With the coming sign The tide will take the sea will rise and time will rape Black black heart why would you offer more Why would you make it easier on me to satisfy I'm on fire I'm rotting to the core I'm eating all your kings and queens All your sex and your diamonds Black black heart why would you offer more Why would you make it easier on me to satisfy I'm on fire I'm rotting to the core I'm eating all your kings and queens All your sex and your diamonds All your sex and your diamonds All your sex and your diamonds All your sex and your diamonds All your sex and your diamonds |
Who Wrote Black Black Heart By David Usher?
David Usher, Jeffrey Howard Pearce
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What's The Duration Of The Black Black Heart By David Usher?The duration of Black Black Heart is 3:49 minutes and seconds. |
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