Korn - When Will This End Lyrics
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When Will This End
When Will This End Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For When Will This End By Korn?
Spinning inside rotting away
Something inside of me has been taken away Feeling my heart breaking in vain It won't get better now When will this end? I can't seem to get away I feel I'm here so you can play With my head There's nothing I can say I keep feeling like I'm to blame When will this end? Hopeless inside alone as I wait Brewing inside of me enduring this hate Feeling my heart breaking in vain It won't get better now When will this end? I can't seem to get away I feel I'm here so you can play With my head There's nothing I can say I keep feeling like I'm to blame When will this end? The stress is rising and I can't seem to get away from you You're always trying and the lying always shines right through My God I hate this Always take shit Can I let this go on? Why can't I break this I just take this As this goes on and on End When will this end? When will this end? When will this end? When will this end? When will this end? When will this end? When will this end? I can't seem to get away I feel I'm here so you can play With my head There's nothing I can say I keep feeling like I'm to blame When will this end? |
Who Wrote When Will This End By Korn?
Brian Welch, David Randall Silveria, James Christian Shaffer, Jonathan Howsman Davis, Reginald Arvizu
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What's The Duration Of The When Will This End By Korn?The duration of When Will This End is 14:23 minutes and seconds. |
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