The Cult - Breathe Lyrics
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Breathe
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What Are The Lyrics For Breathe By The Cult?
I don't want to be myself
Yeah, baby, I just want to run You gotta breathe, you bastard, breathe Whoa yeah, breathe, you bastard, breathe Straight into the sun, oh Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego I shot the sun This tear of God I shot the sun, baby I don't want to be myself Well, baby, I just want to run, oh You gotta breathe, you bastard, breathe Whoa yeah, breathe, you bastard, breathe Straight into the sun Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego I shot the sun, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah This tear of God, this tear of God I shot the sun, baby, oh This tear of God A fact of life for all to see That every heart's a part of me A fact of life for all to see That every heart's a part of me Whoa, whoa yeah, yeah, whoa yeah Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego And I shot the sun And I shot the sun And I shot the sun, baby And I shot the sun, oh yeah Breathe you bastard, breathe Fifty-five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego |
Who Wrote Breathe By The Cult?
Ian Robert Astbury, William Henry Duffy, Michael Leslie Jones, Marty Frederiksen
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