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[I Used To Make Out With] Medusa
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bring Me The Horizon
Bring Me The Horizon
Performer
Oli Sykes
Oli Sykes
Lead Vocals
Curtis Ward
Curtis Ward
Rhythm Guitar
Matt Nicholls
Matt Nicholls
Drums
Lee Malia
Lee Malia
Lead Guitar
Matt Kean
Matt Kean
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Oli Sykes
Oli Sykes
Songwriter
Curtis Ward
Curtis Ward
Songwriter
Matt Nicholls
Matt Nicholls
Songwriter
Lee Malia
Lee Malia
Songwriter
Matt Kean
Matt Kean
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dan Sprigg
Dan Sprigg
Recording Engineer

Letra

Dead hands clutch my arm The smell of death fills the air Her fragrance A carcass reanimates Oh, if you need me I'll be tying a rope to the tree Where our, where our love used to be I've took down every photo Of us and buried them at sea I've took down every photo And I buried them at sea Don't worry, pretty, beauty is only skin deep (Psyche!) Your beauty is no more So why don't you just fuck yourself, you fucking whore Oh, your beauty is no, no more So why don't you just fuck yourself, you stupid fucking whore I should have known Not to look into her eyes I'm cast to stone (I'm cast to stone) Her glare was my demise Medusa Medusa, oh Your beauty is no, no more So why don't you just fuck yourself, you fucking whore Dead hands clutch my arm The smell of death fills the air Her fragrance A carcass reanimates (Since you left me) I've never (Since you left me) Been the same (Since you left me) I've never (Since you left me) Been the fucking same Hour by hour, day by day Your memory will fade away Every sunrise, every sunset Will help me to forget your name Your smile, your eyes Medusa Decapitate her and bring her head to Athena Unlike her sisters, she ain't no deathless God, oh This is for every time you stabbed me in the back Every notch in your bedpost This is for every time you stabbed me in the back For every notch in your bedpost, baby
Writer(s): Lee David Malia, Oliver Scott Sykes, Curtis Paul Lee Ward, Matthew Kean, Matthew Stephen Nicholls Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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