Flyleaf - The Kind Lyrics
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The Kind
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What Are The Lyrics For The Kind By Flyleaf?
Its like being in love you rob your own mind and defile your bed
You ignore the fate of the players who both end up dead And you pretend for us and you pretend for them This fairytale will make them jealous of you But its not the kind that you talked about And its just the kind that rips the clothing off your mind She is feeding you and you lie with her And for the first time your right arm becomes useful As you sin with it you wanna cut it off But instead you thank god for all of the wrong you do. But its not the kind that you talked about And its just the kind that rips the clothing off your mind She is feeding you and you lie with her And for the first time your right arm becomes useful As you sin with it you wanna cut it off But instead you thank god for all of the wrong you do. You cut the cord today with God's hand to hold yours steady He waits for you to apply the pressure The warmth of His breath wrapped in His words As He repeats His Truth after Truth after Truth after Truth And its just the kind the kind you talked about and its just the kind That clothes your mind with Christ He is feeding you and you know the truth And I pray this is the last song I will sing to you I'm sorry Father, I'm sorry sister, I'm sorry brother, I'm sorry everybody. |
Who Wrote The Kind By Flyleaf?
James Culpepper, Jared Hartmann, Kirkpatrick Seals, Lacey Nicole Sturm, Sameer Bhattacharya
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What's The Duration Of The The Kind By Flyleaf?The duration of The Kind is 2:47 minutes and seconds. |
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