The Damage Manual - Quiet Life Lyrics
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Quiet Life
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What Are The Lyrics For Quiet Life By The Damage Manual?
I need to go to the place where the blackouts live
Need to roll like a corpse to the graveyard shift Couldn't ask for more cold than a collapsing rock Over consciousness eyes, under electric shock I need to use these fingers wrapped around this knife Oh, I would kill for a quiet life Quiet life, oh, I would kill for a quiet life Quiet life, oh, I would kill for a quiet life Never mind the obsessed, they don't remember When all of our waking hours were spent submerged again Need a solid year removed from solid light Need to disappear, I need a quiet light I need to use these fingers wrapped around this knife Oh, I would kill for a quiet life Quiet life, oh, I would kill for a quiet life Quiet life, oh, I would kill for a quiet life Quiet life, oh, I would kill for a quiet life Quiet life, oh, I would kill for a quiet life I need to use these fingers wrapped around this knife Oh, I would kill for a quiet life Quiet life, oh, I would kill for a quiet life Quiet life, oh, I would kill for a quiet life Quiet life, oh, I would kill for a quiet life Oh, I would kill for a quiet life Oh, I would kill for a quiet life Oh, I would kill for a quiet life |
Who Wrote Quiet Life By The Damage Manual?
Christopher Connelly, Martin Atkins, Steven Seibold
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What's The Duration Of The Quiet Life By The Damage Manual?The duration of Quiet Life is 3:13 minutes and seconds. |
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