Mobile - Bleeding Words Lyrics
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Bleeding Words
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What Are The Lyrics For Bleeding Words By Mobile?
Blue mood in a black sky
Peaceful silence, violent night Better keep them silent Words are amplified You can easily throw them away Where they will stay on someone else's mind I need to tell you so that you'll be the last to know Words to convince,words to deny Speakin the language of love and lies Bleeding words they lead joy to sorrow Freedom to deathrow Hopelessly she said I am so sorry It's nothing like I've ever heard 'Cause nothing hurts like your bleeding words Words you used to hurt me You can easily throw them away Where they will stay on someone else's mind I need to tell you so that you'll be the last to know Never wanted to bring you down so far All the best things in disguise We have no choice there is no goin back Promises promises,everything we said everything we tried Between me and you the endless silence took over We've run right out of words Hoplessly she said I am so sorry It's nothing like I ever heard Cause nothing hurts like your bleeding words 'Words you use to hurt me Bleeding words used without a care Nothing hurts like,nothing hurts like your bleeding words Nothing hurts like,nothing hurts like your bleeding words |
Who Wrote Bleeding Words By Mobile?
Christian Brais, Dominic Viola, Francois Williamson, Mathieu Joly, Matthew Dematteo
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What's The Duration Of The Bleeding Words By Mobile?The duration of Bleeding Words is 6:18 minutes and seconds. |
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