Lacuna Coil - Intoxicated Lyrics
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Intoxicated
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What Are The Lyrics For Intoxicated By Lacuna Coil?
Die
Die Broken mirror Seven years of stolen luck I tried to fix you one more time But I must let it die The dream that we'd survive Can't matter if I tell a lie Set it free Lost ambition I only caught my place in your life Set it free Superstition I gave upon this fairytale Die Lie means wisdom Cross my heart but it's a lie I can't just going the last time You use twain of your nine knives I gave up all of life Can't matter if I tell a lie Set it free Lost ambition I only caught my place in your life Set it free Superstition I gave upon this fairytale Die In the world that I created I'm intoxicated In the world that I created I'm intoxicated In the world that I created I'm intoxicated In the world that I created I'm intoxicated In the world that I created I'm intoxicated In the world that I created I'm intoxicated Set it free Lost ambition And now I want look back I've turn my back out of the ground Set it free Superstition And now the air I breathe is poison free I'm freed, unbound Set it free Lost ambition I only caught my place in your life Set it free Superstition I gave upon this fairytale Die Die |
Who Wrote Intoxicated By Lacuna Coil?
Marco Biazzi, Zelati Marco Coti, Andrea Gaetano Ferro, Christiano Migliore, Cristiano Mozzati, Cristina Scabbia, George Don Gilmore
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What's The Duration Of The Intoxicated By Lacuna Coil?The duration of Intoxicated is 3:42 minutes and seconds. |
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