Deadstar - Killing Myself Again Lyrics
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Killing Myself Again
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What Are The Lyrics For Killing Myself Again By Deadstar?
Every page of my suicide script
They all have a cross to bear Like a hammer to the teeth Answer my misguided prayer Watch it kill you, watch it kill me My hypocrisy is so sincere Each dose of delusion Becomes a feeding frenzy Carving this message into my skin Haunting me This isn't the way I want to live It's killing me It's killing me Carving this message into my skin With not one shit left to give I don't know if I'm gonna be It's killing me It's killing me to live Killing myself again Killing myself again Killing myself again I'm killing myself to live Killing myself again Killing myself again Killing myself again I kill myself to live Carving this message into my skin Haunting me This isn't the way I want to live It's killing me It's killing me Carving this message into my skin With not one shit left to give I don't know if I'm gonna be It's killing me It's killing me to live Killing myself again Killing myself to live Killing myself again Killing myself to live I'm killing I'm killing I'm killing I'm killing myself to live Carving this message into my skin Haunting me This isn't the way I want to live It's killing me It's killing me Carving this message into my skin With not one shit left to give I don't know if I'm gonna be It's killing me It's killing me to live |
Who Wrote Killing Myself Again By Deadstar?
Adam Arthur Dearborn
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What's The Duration Of The Killing Myself Again By Deadstar?The duration of Killing Myself Again is 3:55 minutes and seconds. |
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