Cut cut cutting edge
I need something to express my rage to you
I'd like to tear you apart
And put inside our favourite memories
I feel so good I want to die
I might be wrong
But at least I tried
To love you
Trust trust hold my hand
I'll be that one who will lead you to the end
Don't care what the others say
They will never understand, forget it anyway
You are making me a cripple that's why I'd love to shoot you down
Well it's time to dig a hole deep, deeper in the sand
I feel so good I want to die
I might be wrong
But at least I tried
I feel so good I want to die
I might be wrong
But at least I tried
To love you
I feel so good I want to die
I might be wrong
But at least I tried
I feel so good I want to die
I might be wrong
But at least I tried
To love you
The Saturday Tea - Coming Out Lyrics
The Saturday Tea - Coming Out Lyrics
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Cut cut cutting edge
I need something to express my rage to you
I'd like to tear you apart
And put inside our favourite memories
I feel so good I want to die
I might be wrong
But at least I tried
To love you
Trust trust hold my hand
I'll be that one who will lead you to the end
Don't care what the others say
They will never understand, forget it anyway
You are making me a cripple that's why I'd love to shoot you down
Well it's time to dig a hole deep, deeper in the sand
I feel so good I want to die
I might be wrong
But at least I tried
I feel so good I want to die
I might be wrong
But at least I tried
To love you
I feel so good I want to die
I might be wrong
But at least I tried
I feel so good I want to die
I might be wrong
But at least I tried
To love you
I need something to express my rage to you
I'd like to tear you apart
And put inside our favourite memories
I feel so good I want to die
I might be wrong
But at least I tried
To love you
Trust trust hold my hand
I'll be that one who will lead you to the end
Don't care what the others say
They will never understand, forget it anyway
You are making me a cripple that's why I'd love to shoot you down
Well it's time to dig a hole deep, deeper in the sand
I feel so good I want to die
I might be wrong
But at least I tried
I feel so good I want to die
I might be wrong
But at least I tried
To love you
I feel so good I want to die
I might be wrong
But at least I tried
I feel so good I want to die
I might be wrong
But at least I tried
To love you
Writer: Aleksander Makowski, Jan Wiśniewski
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid