Velvet Revolver - Loving the Alien Lyrics
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Loving the Alien
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What Are The Lyrics For Loving the Alien By Velvet Revolver?
Sometimes I think I'm scared
Sometimes I know I feel like making love Sometimes I don't I feel like letting go And maybe not I feel like giving up Is all we got Sometimes is all the time And never means maybe Sometimes is all the time Maybe And I'm moving on And I'm moving on (Sometimes I feel alone) And I'm moving on And I'm moving on Sometimes I make believe When we're alone Machines have taken hold Can you get me to a telephone? It's just the little things You used to see Am I still that man who makes you who you want to be? Sometimes is all the time And never means maybe Sometimes is all the time Maybe And I'm moving on And I'm moving on (Sometimes I feel alone) And I'm moving on And I'm moving on I never noticed How lovely were the aliens Lovely were the aliens I never noticed How lovely were the aliens Lovely were the aliens And I'm moving on And I'm moving on (Sometimes I feel alone) And I'm moving on And I'm moving on (Sometimes I feel alone) And I'm moving on And I'm moving on And I'm moving on And I'm moving on And I'm moving on, oh And I'm moving on |
Who Wrote Loving the Alien By Velvet Revolver?
David G Kushner, Duff Rose Mc Kagan, Mathew William Sorum, Saul Hudson, Scott Richard Weiland
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What's The Duration Of The Loving the Alien By Velvet Revolver?The duration of Loving the Alien is 5:48 minutes and seconds. |
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