Riddlin' Kids - Stop the World Lyrics
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Stop the World
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What Are The Lyrics For Stop the World By Riddlin' Kids?
I'm walkin' on broken eggshells
Tryin' to make some sense of this Tryin' to save face with false appearances I started with next to nothin' And you're diggin' me a shallow grave Tryin' to put a face on what's holding me back today I'm sayin' Ready for the world to stop Takin' everything I got Everybody's had enough So stop the world, cuz I want off Takin' everything I own Sinkin' to an all-time low Ready cuz it's time to go So stop the world, cuz I want off I'm cookin' up a resurrection I'll serve it to you on a silver plate You don't want a taste of the fantasies that I create I'm walkin' on broken eggshells Tryin' to make some sense of this Tryin' to save face with false appearances I'm sayin' Ready for the world to stop Takin' everything I got Everybody's had enough So stop the world, cuz I want off Takin' everything I own Sinkin' to an all-time low Ready cuz it's time to go So stop the world, and let's go home I'm cookin' up a resurrection I'll serve it to you on a silver plate You don't want a taste of the fantasies that I create I'm sayin' Ready for the world to stop Takin' everything I got Everybody's had enough So stop the world, cuz I want off Takin' everything I own Sinkin' to an all-time low Ready cuz it's time to go So stop the world, cuz I want off |
Who Wrote Stop the World By Riddlin' Kids?
Clint Baker, Chuck Gladfelter
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