Seether - Sold Me Lyrics
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Sold Me
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What Are The Lyrics For Sold Me By Seether?
Here I stand before myself
I see somethings out of place You tasted all my purity Now there's nothing left to waste The feeling gets so in my way It's getting lost in my delivery The feeling gets so in my way I'm getting lost in your periphery And you sold me up the river again (I don't want to be alone again) And you made me start it over again (I don't want to be alone again) You moved me and you soothed me and,you fought me (I don't want to be alone again) And you left me wondering what the hell What is wrong with me? I never felt like I had felt Until the day you came undone I never felt like I was lost Until the day you killed me again The feeling gets so in my way It's getting lost in my delivery The feeling gets so in my way I'm getting lost in your periphery And you sold me up the river again (I don't want to be alone again) And you made me start it over again (I don't want to be alone again) You moved me and you soothed me and,you fought me (I don't want to be alone again) And you left me wondering what the hell What is wrong with me? Are you stronger for cutting me open? Are you stronger for leaving me broken? And you sold me up the river again (I don't want to be alone again) And you made me start it over again (I don't want to be alone again) You moved me and you soothed me and,you fought me (I don't want to be alone again) And you left me wondering what the hell What is wrong with me? |
Who Wrote Sold Me By Seether?
Shaun Morgan Welgemoed, Dale William Stewart
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