Foxy Shazam - Killin' It Lyrics
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Killin' It
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What Are The Lyrics For Killin' It By Foxy Shazam?
I go dancing on the ceiling sometimes
It's always fun but I get scared of the climb Will you catch my fall, catch my fall The notes I play put a stain on my heart Some songs I hate some I hate even more I act a fool, am I the fool So tell me Eric does it hurt, hurt? (uh-huh) So tell me Eric does it hurt? (not at all!) I'm killing life like a one way ticket to hell I'm on a high going down, down, down I wanna wipe that sad sad feeling away Down, down, down Down, down, down The words I sing burn my throat as they leave Desperate measures for these times are in need Do you feel the same, it's such a shame So tell me Eric does it hurt, hurt? (uh-huh) So tell me Eric does it hurt? (not at all!) I'm killing life like a one way ticket to hell I'm on a high going down, down, down I wanna wipe that sad sad feeling away Down, down, down Down, down, down We are not Ordinary things I wanna play it A little bit louder now, a little bit louder now A little bit louder now A little bit louder now I'm killing life like a one way ticket to hell I'm on a high going down, down, down I wanna wipe that sad sad feeling away Down, down, down Down, down, down |
Who Wrote Killin' It By Foxy Shazam?
Alex Nauth, Christopher Schwartz, Eric Nally, John Feldmann, Schuyler White
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What's The Duration Of The Killin' It By Foxy Shazam?The duration of Killin' It is 3:58 minutes and seconds. |
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