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Pathetic
2287
Rock
Pathetic è stato pubblicato il 13 settembre 2005 da Chris Volz come parte dell'album Venting
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AlbumVenting
Data di uscita13 settembre 2005
EtichettaChris Volz
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM101

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Five.Bolt.Main
Five.Bolt.Main
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Volz
Chris Volz
Songwriter

Testi

Had enough, listen up, this is it, starting again
Had enough, listen up, this is it, starting again
Don't you overlook the quiet ones
The ones who won't say
Had enough, listen up, this is it, starting again
You have too much time on your hands
It will force you to understand
This is my shot to recommend
Had enough, listen up, this is it, starting again
You're so pathetic, you let it seep right into your brain
It's insane how much you feel the constant need to complain
You're so pathetic, you let it seep right into your brain
It's insane how much you feel the constant need to complain
You've got your open book now, tell your sons
The ones who won't say
Had enough, listen up, this is it, starting again
You have too much time on your hands
It will force you to understand
This is my shot to recommend
Had enough, listen up, this is it, starting again
You're so pathetic, you let it seep right into your brain
It's insane how much you feel the constant need to complain
You're so pathetic, you let it seep right into your brain
It's insane how much you feel the constant need to complain
You complain, you complain, you complain, you complain
You complain, you complain, you complain
The eyes are the window to the soul
The ears are the doorway to the goal
The lips are the fruit that we behold
The throat is the vessel to be told
The heart is the handle of the old
The brain is the pathway of the bold
The skin is the jacket you were sold
The soul is the fire to the cold
Eyes are the window to the soul
The ears are the doorway to the goal
The lips are the fruit that we behold
The throat is the vessel to be told
The heart's the handle of the old
The brain is the pathway of the bold
The soul is the fire to the cold
You're so pathetic, you let it seep right into your brain
It's insane how much you feel the constant need to complain
You're so pathetic, you let it seep right into your brain
It's insane how much you feel the constant need to complain
You're so pathetic, you let it seep right into your brain
It's insane how much you feel the constant need to complain
You're so pathetic, you let it seep right into your brain
It's insane how much you feel the constant need to complain
Had enough, listen up, this is it, starting again
Had enough, listen up, this is it, starting again
Written by: Chris Volz
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