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Heavy groove, heavy drums, menacing bass & a melodic, soulful guitar solo. |
CD: Crumble
Label: Crumble Records
Credits: Recorded by Logan Grey, Mixed by Structure |
Story Behind the Song
This songs means whatever you need it to.
Lyrics
Every time I think about what you did
It makes me crumble inside
It's haunting, creeping, seeping
Can't push it aside
Every time I close my eyes
I see the pain on her face
You had her, you bastard
You master the art of disgrace
I wish I didn't know
I wish you told someone else
Somehow you should have known
That you'd burn in hell
Hey yeah, I think there's something
seriously wrong with you
Hey yeah, there must be something
infesting your brain
Every time I close my eyes
I see the pain on her face
You had her, you bastard
You master the art of disgrace
Hey yeah I think there's something
Seriously wrong with you
Hey yeah there must be
Something infesting your brain
Someday the past will catch you
Then you'll pay heavily
Hey yeah there's simply nothing more I can say
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