Seether - Watch Me Drown Lyrics
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Watch Me Drown
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What Are The Lyrics For Watch Me Drown By Seether?
I wanted to forget how you swallowed me whole
I wanted to suggest we let the shit go I overstayed a while and let you beat on my soul I never could digest how you were so cold Concealed behind a smile with teeth as sharp as they show The bullet in your hand, it had my name on I'm gonna run and hide, I'll disappear for a while I feel so dead inside, and it's all your fault But you don't feed me now No longer hold me down You'll never watch me drown I hope you figure it out No longer sickened with doubt You'll never watch me drown With every day gone by, I felt so useless and old I never could decide why it should be so Another wasted try to say what I can't control I feel so dead inside and it's all your fault But you don't feed me now No longer hold me down You'll never watch me drown I hope you figure it out No longer sickened with doubt You'll never watch me drown I wanted to forget how you swallowed me whole I wanted to suggest we let the shit go I overstayed a while and let you beat on my soul I never could digest how you were so cold But you don't feed me now No longer hold me down You'll never watch me drown I hope you figure it out No longer sickened with doubt You'll never watch me drown But you don't feed me now No longer hold me down You'll never watch me drown I hope you figure it out No longer sickened with doubt You'll never watch me drown |
Who Wrote Watch Me Drown By Seether?
Dale William Stewart, John Stephen Humphrey, Shaun Morgan Welgemoed
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