Korn - Tearjerker Lyrics
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Tearjerker
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What Are The Lyrics For Tearjerker By Korn?
Well I wish there was someone
Well I wish there was someone To love me When I used to be someone And I knew there was someone That loved me As I sit here frozen alone Even ghosts get tired and go home As they crawl back under the stars And I wish there was something Please tell me theres something better And I wish there was something more than this Saturated loneliness And I wish I could feel it And I wish I could steal it Abduct it, corrupt it, but I never can It's just saturated loneliness Does the silence get lonely? Does the silence get lonely? Who knows? I've been hearing it tell me I've been hearing it tell me Go home Cause the freaks are playing tonight They packed up and turned out the lights And I wish there was something Please tell me theres something better And I wish there was something more than this Saturated loneliness And I wish I could feel it And I wish I could steal it Abduct it, corrupt it, but I never can It's just saturated loneliness And the bath waters cold And this life's getting old And I wish I could feel it And I wish I could feel it And I wish I could steal it Abduct it, corrupt it And I wish I could feel it And I wish I could steal it And I wish I could feel it Abduct it, corrupt it But I never can I never can Never can, never can, never can |
Who Wrote Tearjerker By Korn?
David Silveria, Graham Edwards, James Shaffer, Jonathan Davis, Lauren Christy, Leopold Lincoln Fitzgerald Ross, Reginald Arvizu, Ross Atticus, Scott Spock
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