My American Heart - The Process Lyrics
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The Process
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What Are The Lyrics For The Process By My American Heart?
Take all my self-worth away
Just cold with no love in my veins You've got this process figured out (You've got this process figured out) You've lost the love for yourself Now Just know that I'm telling you to Watch your back and hold your breath cause Denial never spoke so loud So loud Take all my self-worth away (Take all my self-worth away) Just cold with no love in my veins (In my veins) So, show me how to feel nothin' Show me how to feel safe And I promise I will do the same Do the same You've got no self-control No meaning in your makeup You are the reason for the Broken hearts you've made up You've got this process figured out You're not so picture perfect You're not so picture perfect You're not so picture perfect now Take all my self-worth away (Take all my self-worth away) Just cold with no love in my veins (In my veins) So, show me how to feel nothin' Show me how to feel safe And I promise I will do the same Do the same And you've got this This process, so figured out (Take all my self-worth away) It's just cold with no love in my veins (In my veins) So, show me how to feel nothin' Show me how to feel safe And I promise I will do the same Do the same |
Who Wrote The Process By My American Heart?
Jeremy Mendez, Jesse Paul Barrera, Larry Soliman, Steven Perez Oira
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What's The Duration Of The The Process By My American Heart?The duration of The Process is 3:39 minutes and seconds. |
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