The Bled - She Calls Home Lyrics
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She Calls Home
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What Are The Lyrics For She Calls Home By The Bled?
I've got such a filthy heart sometimes.
When you take me to that place and I never want to leave. In the middle of the night. When everyone is sounds asleep. Where will you be? You'll be waiting with a gasmask in the dark. I can't stop myself. She calls home when I'm not there so I won't freeze. I need to learn how to breathe. When I'm inside you. Sever the ripcord, sever it. I drift away, further down. Inside it gets so fucking cold. I come to you to feel helpless. Further down. You know it's hard to free myself and you just keep driving until its over. Until they swallow every last drop of me and you. I need to learn how to breathe. Further down. I reach inside. Further down. I can't hide. I tried to show you that there's nothing you can take away from me. Nothing you can take away from me. Kill me. You're such a beautiful liar. Take me to the place where I'm king. Nothing like the way that you wanted. When you left me behind |
Who Wrote She Calls Home By The Bled?
Darren Tang Simoes, James Isaiah Munoz, Jeremy Ray Talley, Michael Aaron Pedicone, Ross Joseph Ott
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What's The Duration Of The She Calls Home By The Bled?The duration of She Calls Home is 2:35 minutes and seconds. |
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