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