Five Finger Death Punch - The Bleeding [Video] Lyrics
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The Bleeding [Video]
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What Are The Lyrics For The Bleeding [Video] By Five Finger Death Punch?
I remember when all the games began
Remember every little lie And every last goodbye Promises you broke, words you choked on And I never walked away its still a mystery to me Well I'm so empty I'm better off without you and you're better off without me Well you're so unclean I'm better off without you and you're better off without me The lying The bleeding The screaming, was tearing me apart The hatred Deceiving The bleeding It's over Paint the mirrors black (to forget you) I still picture your face and the way you used to taste Roses in a glass dead and wilted To you this all was nothing, Everything to you is nothing Well you're so filthy I'm better off without you and you're better off without me Well I'm so ugly You're better off without me and I'm better off without The lying The bleeding The screaming, was tearing me apart The hatred The beatings Disaster It's over As wicked as you are, you're beautiful to me You're the darkest burning star, your my perfect disease The lying The bleeding The screaming, was tearing me apart The hatred The beatings It's over Disaster The lying The bleeding The screaming, was tearing me apart The hatred The beatings It's over Disaster It's over now |
Who Wrote The Bleeding [Video] By Five Finger Death Punch?
Ivan Moody, Zoltan Bathroy
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