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(Dis)_regard Video (MV)




Performed By: Blademail
Length: 2:20
Written by: TROY VAN DER MEER




Blademail - (Dis)_regard Lyrics




Love is not a game, it happens every time
Girl you'll break your head, thinkin' he'll ever change

So what the f*ck was you thinkin'
Missed your mark
Couldn't sink your teeth in
Not this time
My blood is not your property

What're these games that your playin'
Hurting hearts never fade in
The crowd goes so loud; see the sound embracing you

Can't stop the feelin'
That your only breathin'
The pain as your motive

Consume these pills by the hour
Curled up alone you cower
Try'na sink ya demons
You can't kill what's in control
Your body tingles as the lack of oxygen finally takes a hold
Premeditated suicide in the back of a '69 Chevy
So much to live for
But you'd rather end it all tonight
Than see the next sunrise
Or royal blue sky
Couple of clouds to work our imaginations
For the first time in quite a while

What're these games that your playin'
Hurting hearts never fade in
The crowd goes so loud; see the sound embracing you

Can't stop the feelin'
That your only breathin'
The pain as your motive

Love is not a game, it happens every time
Girl you'll break your head, thinkin' he'll ever change
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Love is not a game, it happens every time
Girl you'll break your head, thinkin' he'll ever change

So what the f*ck was you thinkin'
Missed your mark
Couldn't sink your teeth in
Not this time
My blood is not your property

What're these games that your playin'
Hurting hearts never fade in
The crowd goes so loud; see the sound embracing you

Can't stop the feelin'
That your only breathin'
The pain as your motive

Consume these pills by the hour
Curled up alone you cower
Try'na sink ya demons
You can't kill what's in control
Your body tingles as the lack of oxygen finally takes a hold
Premeditated suicide in the back of a '69 Chevy
So much to live for
But you'd rather end it all tonight
Than see the next sunrise
Or royal blue sky
Couple of clouds to work our imaginations
For the first time in quite a while

What're these games that your playin'
Hurting hearts never fade in
The crowd goes so loud; see the sound embracing you

Can't stop the feelin'
That your only breathin'
The pain as your motive

Love is not a game, it happens every time
Girl you'll break your head, thinkin' he'll ever change
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Writer: TROY VAN DER MEER
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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