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Suffocating Under Words Of Sorrow (Live) 
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(Donnington Park)
(This is Under Words of Sorrow!)
(Oh yes, Yeah!)
The is starting here we go
I check out everything
This is our to lose control
What do you want me
You line them up we'll put them down
This is so frustrating
To you sleazing all around
Yet you keep on smiling
What can I do to you see
You're guilty
What can I do to make you feel
You're wanted
What can I do to make you see
You're guilty
I'm suffocating under words of sorrow
Her skin reflects behind the blur
I'm intoxicated
am I from why am I here
You're so predictable
Fingers my hair
But it's all just fiction
She from her underwear
So beautiful
can I do to make you see
You're guilty
can I do to make you feel
You're wanted
What can I do to make you see
You're guilty
I'm suffocating under words of sorrow
(Y-uh!)
(Donnington!)
(Yeah!)
There's bodies on the floor
But I on staring
My world is over
the door
Her skin reflects behind the blur
I'm intoxicated
Where am I from why am I here
You're so predictable
through my hair
But it's all just fiction
She stripped from her underwear
So beautiful
can I do to make you see
You're guilty
What can I do to make you feel
You're wanted
What can I do to make you see
You're guilty
I'm suffocating under of sorrow
Words of sorrow
(Thanks you Donnington!)
(This is Under Words of Sorrow!)
(Oh yes, Yeah!)
The is starting here we go
I check out everything
This is our to lose control
What do you want me
You line them up we'll put them down
This is so frustrating
To you sleazing all around
Yet you keep on smiling
What can I do to you see
You're guilty
What can I do to make you feel
You're wanted
What can I do to make you see
You're guilty
I'm suffocating under words of sorrow
Her skin reflects behind the blur
I'm intoxicated
am I from why am I here
You're so predictable
Fingers my hair
But it's all just fiction
She from her underwear
So beautiful
can I do to make you see
You're guilty
can I do to make you feel
You're wanted
What can I do to make you see
You're guilty
I'm suffocating under words of sorrow
(Y-uh!)
(Donnington!)
(Yeah!)
There's bodies on the floor
But I on staring
My world is over
the door
Her skin reflects behind the blur
I'm intoxicated
Where am I from why am I here
You're so predictable
through my hair
But it's all just fiction
She stripped from her underwear
So beautiful
can I do to make you see
You're guilty
What can I do to make you feel
You're wanted
What can I do to make you see
You're guilty
I'm suffocating under of sorrow
Words of sorrow
(Thanks you Donnington!)
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