The Wilkinsons - Nobody Died Lyrics
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Nobody Died
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What Are The Lyrics For Nobody Died By The Wilkinsons?
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Back when I went to school,kids smoked, and swore and broke sum rules but I mean didn't everybody,almost everybody! fake idee,bought a couter beer Had the devils rock-n-roll ringin in our ears And people said these kids gotta problem here, I'm not sayin that they weren't iight,I'm cryed and tryed to understand what I'm seenin on the news tonight ill admit we were yung and foolish,totaly iresponsible! (chorus) But nobody died,we all made it home,well we'd fus and fight and make mistakes,but life when on,there were broken hearts and dreams and woonded pride,but nobody died! kids got bullied,picked on and teased,but sum how we found are place in the skeem of things,time heels everything,almost everything,when I look back on the things I've done,sum good sum bad I'm sorry if I hurt anyone,ya I'm sorry if I hurt anyone,have I get sum there to here from shakespeer,math and scince and shots ringin in our ears what's it gunna take to get us back to where........ (CHORUS) But nobody died,we all made it home,well we fus and fight and make mistakes,but life when on,there were broken hearts and dreams and woonded prides,(but nobody died)!x3 by:olivia.kraus!!(L) |
Who Wrote Nobody Died By The Wilkinsons?
Tony Haselden
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What's The Duration Of The Nobody Died By The Wilkinsons?The duration of Nobody Died is 5:38 minutes and seconds. |
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