Lyrics

I will never let the root of me get to my core haven't you heard the blind could do better than you'll ever hear but the deaf find it easy to produce a tear And I know As Soon As The pain forms, you'll be there without a care And I know As soon as the pain forms, you'll be there with out a care Its not enough Just make enough just mess around dont mess around don't mess around Its not enough Just make enough just mess around dont mess around don't mess around Your not real your toothache your too fake your toothache your not real your too fake your too fake your toothache now i hope my time is up your never in my mind now i hope my time is up your never in my mind now how could you have the nerve to that, to something well deserved now how could you have the nerve to that, to something well deserved Your not real your toothache your too fake your toothache your not real your too fake your too fake your toothache
Writer(s): Martin Victor Blunt, Timothy Allan Burgess, Robert James Collins, Jonathan Thomas Brookes, Mark Vincent Collins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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