MARINA - Numb Lyrics
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Numb
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What Are The Lyrics For Numb By MARINA?
One track mind, like a goldfish
Stuck inside my petri dish I can't breathe, and I can't smile This better be worth my while I feel numb most of the time Lower I get the higher I'll climb, and I will wonder why I got dark only to shine Looking for the golden life Oh, it's a reasonable sacrifice C-C-C-Cry Forggle families, foggle friends That's how it started, and how it ends I can't open up and cry, 'cause I've been silent all my life I feel numb most of the time The more I get the higher I'll climb, and I will wonder why I get dark only To shine Looking for the golden light Oh, it's a reasonable sacrifice C-C-C-Cry C-C-C-Cry Ooh, I get dark Oh, and I'm in hell I need a friend Ooh, but I can't yell Yeah, I'm no good No good to anyone 'Cause all I care about Is being number one Shine Looking for the golden light Oh, it's a reasonable sacrifice Shine Looking for the golden light Oh, it's a reasonable sacrifice Sacrifice I feel numb most of the time The more I get the higher I'll climb, and I will wonder why I get dark only To shine And I'll light up the sky Stars that burn the brightest Fall so fast and pass you by Puff like empty lighters I feel numb most of the time The more I get the higher I'll climb, and I will wonder why I got dark only To shine And I'll light up the sky Stars that burn the brightest Fall so fast and pass you by Spark like empty lighters Dum dum dum, duh dah da |
Who Wrote Numb By MARINA?
Marina Lambrini Diamandis
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What's The Duration Of The Numb By MARINA?The duration of Numb is 4:16 minutes and seconds. |
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