Life of Agony - Let's Pretend Lyrics

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Let's Pretend

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What Are The Lyrics For Let's Pretend By Life of Agony?
In the stillness of the night my eyes are closed.
My mouth is wide. I could see her face. Her beautiful hair I could recognize. She looks at me cold. She probably don't know who I am. Mommy it is me, it's Keith. You had me back when... But sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me, that she holds me. Sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me, that she holds me. I guess I can't, 'cause she doesn't know who I am. My mind it's dreaming, God it's so misleading. Do you thing it's 'cause I've grown old. Is it true that what I was told? You cried to leave me? You know I know it's not your fault. You had a husband who was (now you're ?) selfish and cold. Believe me I know. And now I hear you used to treat me cold. You disappeared and left me all alone. I'm sure you didn't know right from wrong. 'Cause both of you were always getting stoned. But sometimes I like to pretend. But sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me Sometimes I like to pretend, that she holds me. Sometimes I like to pretend, that she knows me. Sometimes I like to pretend, that she holds me. I guess I can't, 'cause she doesn't know who I am. |
Who Wrote Let's Pretend By Life of Agony?
Alan Robert, Joey Zampella, Keith Caputo, Sal Abruscato
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What's The Duration Of The Let's Pretend By Life of Agony?The duration of Let's Pretend is 3:58 minutes and seconds. |
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