San Fermin - The Hunger Lyrics
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The Hunger
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What Are The Lyrics For The Hunger By San Fermin?
This hunger that I can't describe
This hunger but I don't know why Another night, another try I'm starving like I'm gonna die I'm staring through an empty suit Like why'd I wear these fucking shoes? I'm weaving through these endless nights I don't know why, I don't know why I don't know why And eventually I'll fall for another disappointment When did it get like this? When I was such a nice kid Keep it to yourself tonight And try to look alive You're a star, you're a find You're a pretty little lie So get your head on right Imagine that it's like When you were younger The hunger So feed me all your Valentines Your chocolates and your cheesy lines Another wine and a flower Fill me in another time I guess it's fine And eventually I'll fall For another disappointment When did it get like this? When I was such a nice kid Keep it to yourself tonight And try to look alive You're a star, you're a find You're a pretty little lie So get your head on right Imagine that it's like When you were younger The hunger The hunger The hunger Always the lonely Always the lonely ones Always the lonely ones go Always the lonely Always the lonely ones Always the lonely ones know Keep it to yourself tonight And try to look alive You're a star You're a find You're a pretty little lie So get your head on right Imagine that it's like When you were younger The hunger Always the lonely Always the lonely ones Always the lonely ones go |
Who Wrote The Hunger By San Fermin?
Ellis Ludwig-leone
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What's The Duration Of The The Hunger By San Fermin?The duration of The Hunger is 3:45 minutes and seconds. |
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