The Blackout - The Devil Inside Lyrics
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The Devil Inside
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What Are The Lyrics For The Devil Inside By The Blackout?
What keeps you waiting, what sort of signs do you need,
You're craving every glance they seem to thrown your way. No love in this room, that is your only sentiment, Why don't you take a chance, I'll show you how to scream. I'll scare you, I'll wear you out, Here comes, here comes everything that you want. I swear you, you've played this town, Here comes, here comes everything that you want. The way you f*ck to feel, it's so degrading, You make your way through the crowd, hoping for something real. It's just a see-through show, so find your victims, You've got the devil inside, you've got the devil. I'll scare you, I'll wear you out, Here comes, here comes everything that you want. I swear you, you've played this town, Here comes, here comes everything that you want. I'll scare you, I'll wear you out, Here comes, here comes everything that you want. I swear you, you've played this town, Here comes, here comes everything that you want. You, here comes everything that you want. You, here comes everything that you, want. |
Who Wrote The Devil Inside By The Blackout?
Jason Keith Perry, Sean Bellers-smith, Gavin Mark Butler, Gareth Kevin Lawrence, David Rhys Lewis, James Richard Davies, Matthew Christopher Davies
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What's The Duration Of The The Devil Inside By The Blackout?The duration of The Devil Inside is 3:15 minutes and seconds. |
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