Saint Motel - Destroyer Lyrics
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Destroyer
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What Are The Lyrics For Destroyer By Saint Motel?
Give it a rest I'm quite aware
It was a doomed affair, from the start Everyone told me to stay away It's just a game she plays, with her heart But I'm a man made of flesh and blood Oh god just give me, love's what I crave And as she goes walking out the door She turned to me once more, and she sang I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them Now I'm alone sitting in the park Sitting in the dark, trying to breath Everyone tells me to carry on The damages are done, set me free I was a man made of flesh and blood Oh now just dirt and mud in my veins I know she left, but she's haunting me I hear her mocking me, as she sings I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break, I don't break I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break, I don't break I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break, I don't break I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break, I don't break I don't break hearts, I destroy them |
Who Wrote Destroyer By Saint Motel?
A.j. Jackson, Aaron Sharp, Greg Erwin, Dak Lerdamornpong
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