$uicideboy$ - Nothingleftnothingleft Lyrics
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Nothingleftnothingleft
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What Are The Lyrics For Nothingleftnothingleft By $uicideboy$?
Suicide, suicide, let's all commit suicide
End the human race just like the dinosaurs, I can't decide Would you rather drink the punch or do you want to burn alive? No salvation, salutations, nothing left after we die (Feed me with your hate) Yeah, now that's a fucking start (Stab me in the skull) Make sure that the blade is sharp (Put my body in a ditch) Let the larva eat my heart (Infest my dead body) Let it rip my flesh apart War Power Sickness Death Famine Terror Toxic Sex Hate Fear Greed Stress Fire Ashes Nothing Left Spit in my face Kick me when I'm down Leave me to drown, lords of the underground Trash my brain Bash in my skull Pass me the gun I'll make you void and null Nails in my hand Nails in my feet Crucify me Crucify me Penetrate my ribs with the blade Call on the greys Then let us pray War Power Sickness Death Famine Terror Toxic Sex Hate Fear Greed Stress Fire Ashes Nothing Left War Power Sickness Death Famine Terror Toxic Sex Hate Fear Greed Stress Fire Ashes Nothing Left Nothing Left Nothing Left Nothing Left Nothing Left |
Who Wrote Nothingleftnothingleft By $uicideboy$?
Travis Barker, Scott Arceneaux Jr., Aristos Petrou
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What's The Duration Of The Nothingleftnothingleft By $uicideboy$?The duration of Nothingleftnothingleft is 1:40 minutes and seconds. |
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