The Faint - Get Seduced Lyrics
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Get Seduced
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What Are The Lyrics For Get Seduced By The Faint?
Tabloid magazines are made in hell
The falling stars are getting sucked down We get seduced easy We get We get seduced! Sell us magazines about the stars And watch us stare into the void What not to wear to be a wart Who's cant escaped on camera Now these creeps are climbing up the trees The neighbors calling the police And snapping pictures by the pool We seduced so easy Check out clerks all funny towards The page "an a-list star shaves her brains" While starving millionaires complain TV makes your ass fat Tell us! How rad is it living in a microscope? Broadcast into every single living room Hot lights on your love life Let me buy Close up tabloid shots of your cellulite Hypnotizing pages of advice From their demented fashion do's or dies Who put this hook inside my mouth, you Your getting so obsessed its all we talk about Were passive hounds on the couch How rad is it living in a microscope? Broadcast into every single living room Hot lights on your love life Its not love thats sex on the first night How rad is it living in a microscope? Broadcast into every single living room Hot lights on your love life Let me buy Close up tabloid shots of your cellulite |
Who Wrote Get Seduced By The Faint?
Clark Baechle, Todd Beachle, Michael Dappen, Joel Petersen, Jacob Thiele
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What's The Duration Of The Get Seduced By The Faint?The duration of Get Seduced is 4:22 minutes and seconds. |
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