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Simple Creed

Simple Creed Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Simple Creed By Live?
Born with your back to the god
That spit you out on the riverbed Angry at who? Me? You better back up fool I'll bet you took a gun to school too But now, nobody's takin' your candy You just keep on livin' this tragedy La la la la la la la To each his own But, I wait for you to take my hand 'Cause we need each other We gotta love each other Yeah Born with your back to the god Who picked you up by your puppy scruff Angry at who? Me? You better back up fool And be grateful that the real me's always hiding from you But now, nobody's takin' your bicycle, Maybe somebody should take your microphone La la la la la la la To each his own But I wait for you to understand That we need each other We gotta love each other (I wait for you to understand) That we need each other (I wait for you to understand) That we need each other Someone should take your microphone Someone leave their life at home Someone will take your bubblegum Someone will take your life along You're always, walking hallways You're always, walking hallways Try again, lie again (Improvised lyrics) I wait for you to take my I wait for you to take my hand 'Cause we need each other You know, We gotta love each other 'Cause we need each other Yeah, We gotta gotta love each other We need each other We've gotta love, gotta love each other |
Who Wrote Simple Creed By Live?
Adrian Nicholas Matthew Thaws, Chad Alan Gracey, Chad David Taylor, Edward Joel Kowalczyk, Patrick Dahlheimer
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