Fear Factory - Cloning Technology Lyrics
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Cloning Technology
Cloning Technology Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Cloning Technology By Fear Factory?
HA!
I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. Filled with pain Bruised and darkened soul. Spare me from the Life that's full of misery. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. That way! What?! Filled with pain Bruised and darkened soul. Spare me from the Life that's full of misery. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. I don't want to live that way. Ha! |
Who Wrote Cloning Technology By Fear Factory?
Burton C. Bell, Christian Olde Wolbers, Dino A.m. Cazares, Raymond Herrera
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What's The Duration Of The Cloning Technology By Fear Factory?The duration of Cloning Technology is 5:52 minutes and seconds. |
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