Rubyhorse - Fell on Bad Days Lyrics
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Fell on Bad Days
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What Are The Lyrics For Fell on Bad Days By Rubyhorse?
Whatsoever I've feared has come to life
Whatsoever I've fought off became my life Just when everyday seemed to greet me with a smile Sunspots have faded and now I'm doing time Now I'm doing time 'Cause I fell on black days I fell on black days Whomsoever I've cured, I've sickened now And whomsoever I've cradled, I've put you down I'm a search light soul they say But I can't see it in the night I'm only faking when I get it right When I get it right 'Cause I fell on black days I fell on black days How would I know That this could be my fate? How would I know That this could be my fate? Yeah Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh So what you wanted to see good Has made you blind And what you wanted to be yours Has made it mine Don't you lock up something That you wanted to see fly Hands are for shaking No, not tying, no, not tying I sure don't mind a change I sure don't mind a change Yeah, I sure don't mind, sure don't mind a change I sure don't mind a change 'Cause I fell on black days I fell on black days How would I know That this could be my fate? How would I know That this could be my fate? How would I know That this could be my fate? How would I know That this could be my fate? I sure don't mind a change |
Who Wrote Fell on Bad Days By Rubyhorse?
Chris Cornell
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What's The Duration Of The Fell on Bad Days By Rubyhorse?The duration of Fell on Bad Days is 3:58 minutes and seconds. |
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