Lyrics

So you're throwing a big show You played it by the rules of the wrong game And you're counting your last row It seems te be as bad oh still the (same) Your mama told me to be gone She left her house with the curtains drawn Leaving just the bed and you for sale So you're throwing a big show You played it by the rules of the wrong game And you're counting your last row It seems te be as bad Your mama told me to be gone She left her house with the curtains drawn Leaving just the bed and you for sale We all can feel the heresy It's taking every part of me We all can feel the heresy It's taking every part of me down We all can feel the heresy It's taking every part of me We all can feel the heresy It's taking every part of me down
Writer(s): Tibo Polleunis, Vincent Van Santfoort Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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