The Birthday Party - Cry Lyrics
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Cry
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What Are The Lyrics For Cry By The Birthday Party?
when ya walk outa here
when ya walk out I gotta fill up that space or fill up that no-space I'll fill it up with tears I'll fill it up with tears I'll fill it up with tears I'll fill it up with tears and cry cry cry cry where no-fish can swim where no-fish can swim where no-fish can swim where no-fish can cry cry cry cry when ya slam that door when that door slams i gotta fill up that space an' I'll pack my suitcase I'll fill it up with no-clothes fill it up with no-clothes fill it up with no-clothes fill it up with no-clothes I'll fill it up with tears I'll pack it up with tears I'll fill it up with tears I'll pack it up with tears and cry cry cry cry where no-fish can swim where no-fish can swim where no-fish can swim where no-fish can cry cry cry cry when ya slam that door when that door slams I'll dig my-self a hole and I'll fill up that space I'll fill it up with no-flesh an' I'll fill it up with flesh I'll fill it up with no-flesh an' I'll fill it up with flesh I'll fill it up with tears I'll pack it up with tears I'll fill it up with tears I'll fill it up with tears and cry cry cry cry where no-fish can swim where no-fish can swim where no-fish can swim where no-fish can cry cry cry cry fish swim cry fish crryyy cry cryyy |
Who Wrote Cry By The Birthday Party?
Rebecca Lynn Howard
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What's The Duration Of The Cry By The Birthday Party?The duration of Cry is 2:42 minutes and seconds. |
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