Local H - Mellowed Lyrics
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Mellowed
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What Are The Lyrics For Mellowed By Local H?
Tunnel vision is slowly setting in.
Blocking out what I should be letting in 11 years I've seen through alcoholic eyes Nothing here at all but lows disguised as highs Days I don't remember now Fading in and blacking out Spiraling off and spiraling down and down and then It's on again And off again I've mellowed, but it's taken so much time. You never needed the fake that I was then And no way would I wish him on you now I'm so fucked up 11 years I've seen through alcoholic eyes Nothing here at all but lows disguised as highs Days I don't remember now Fading in and blacking out Spiraling off and spiraling down and down and then It's off again and on again Played out and pacified and completely compromised Nothing left inside, but memories of lies Days I don't remember now Are fading in and filing out Falling off and spiraling down and down and then It's on again, put off again I'm sorry but it doesn't matter now. 11 years I've seen through alcoholic eyes Nothing here at all but lows disguised as highs Days I don't remember now Fading in and blacking out Falling off and spiraling down and down and then. It's on again and off again I've mellowed, but it's taken so much time. So much time So much time So much time So much time So much time So much time So much time So much time |
Who Wrote Mellowed By Local H?
Brian St. Clair, David Scott Lucas
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What's The Duration Of The Mellowed By Local H?The duration of Mellowed is 5:20 minutes and seconds. |
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