Serj Tankian - Beatus Lyrics
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Beatus
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What Are The Lyrics For Beatus By Serj Tankian?
Yesterday when you opened your eyes
In the morning, and you rushed my soul, Memories connect them all to her. Have lost you again, possibly amidst forever, The strong winds have shaken me inside, When you touch me, I feel it, When you touch me, I feel you. You've become my addiction, My mental preoccupied obsession, To hear your voice I extend towards the sun. Eating makes me think of you, This city has become your face, Strangling myself in silence, When you touch me, I feel it, When you touch me, I feel you, When you touch me, I feel it, When you touch me, I feel you. I feel it I feel it I feel it Have I lost you again, possibly amidst forever, The strong winds have shaken me inside, The sun barely giving of herself, I'm strangled in my aloneness, lockness, Lock this before it's gone. The collaboration and association, Hear the story of another women in time, Giving permission for buying a gift, For the bearer of the selfish Yesterday when you opened your eyes In the morning, and you rushed my soul, Memories connect them all to her. Eating makes me think of you, This city has become your face, Strangling myself in my silence, When you touch me, I feel it, When you touch me, I feel you, When you touch me, I feel it, When you touch me, I feel you. I feel it, when you touch me |
Who Wrote Beatus By Serj Tankian?
Serj Tankian
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What's The Duration Of The Beatus By Serj Tankian?The duration of Beatus is 4:41 minutes and seconds. |
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