Therapy? - Heaven's Gate Lyrics
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Heaven's Gate
Heaven's Gate Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Heaven's Gate By Therapy??
Oh shit, here comes morning
Another ugly bang that I dreaded coming Go back to sleep, let the curtains protect me Keep them closed so the light won't get me Stuck inside, afraid of big spaces Too much noise and too many faces All mail left unanswered Kicking down my door like a final reminder I've been waiting on it coming Waiting so long I wanna be there when it all goes off And everything I need is in the verification of your genius OK, but I'm not ready To get up and go 'cause I feel so guilty Is anybody there? The door's still ringing It's not for me, just another religion Someone selling something I'd let you in but the house is so empty Feed me any salvation I'm paying through the nose for my inspiration I've been waiting on it coming Waiting so long I wanna be there when it all goes off And everything I need is in the verification of your genius Wish I could sleep forever It's all catching up and I surrender Clock keeps chipping at my insistence Final reminder, always there in the distance I've been waiting on it coming Waiting so long I wanna be there when it all goes off And everything I need is in the verification of your genius |
Who Wrote Heaven's Gate By Therapy??
Andrew Cairns, Graham Hopkins, Martin Mccarrick, Michael Robert Mckeegan
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What's The Duration Of The Heaven's Gate By Therapy??The duration of Heaven's Gate is 3:49 minutes and seconds. |
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