Grinspoon - Comeback Lyrics
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Comeback
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What Are The Lyrics For Comeback By Grinspoon?
She turned alcoholic by the age of fifteen,
Locked away in rehab so that no one could see, He moved out to California to get some snow, When he finally got there, he had no where to go, woah Don't call this a comeback, It's hardly a comeback if you've never gone Don't call this a comeback, It's hardly a comeback if you've never gone She became a prostitute to make her some green, He just got addicted, yet living a dream, They got under supervised, so under achieved, All the people they all started being obscene, woah Don't call this a comeback, It's hardly a comeback if you've never gone Don't call this a comeback, It's hardly a comeback if you've never gone Woah Woah Woah Woah I wonder what it's like to be on the silver screen, All the glamour, all the heart that covered that scene, Where do all the empty people go with their dreams, Find you're living next to me, we'll build it you see, woah Don't call this a comeback, It's hardly a comeback if you've never gone Don't call this a comeback, It's hardly a comeback if you've never gone Don't call this a comeback, It's hardly a comeback if you've never gone Don't call this a comeback, It's hardly a comeback if you've never gone Woah Woah Woah Woah |
Who Wrote Comeback By Grinspoon?
Philip Jamieson
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What's The Duration Of The Comeback By Grinspoon?The duration of Comeback is 3:06 minutes and seconds. |
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