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Selfish Things
Performer
Andy Leo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander James Biro
Songwriter
Andrew Colin Fulk
Songwriter
Josh Strock
Songwriter
Tekst Utworu
I am disease, a violent dream
A prophet in a pulpit where the truth can bleed
I wanna scream, make you believe
And shake you to the core of your entire being
You choke me up and cut me down
Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound
You choke me up and cut me down
Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound
Than the speed of sound
White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins
White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins
Are you afraid? Are you ashamed?
I feel your pain, it's rushing through collapsing veins
Malignant brain, so cold and fake
A diagnosis coming that you can't explain
White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins
White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins
White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins
You choke me up and cut me down
Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound
You choke me up and cut me down
Now my tongue is racing faster than the speed of sound
Than the speed of sound
White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins
White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins
White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins
White blood cells running, running, running
Running through my veins
Writer(s): Alexander Biro, Andrew Fulk, Josh Strock
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