Other Exercises
Suffocating Under Words Of Sorrow (Live) 
Medium
by Bullet For My Valentine
Fill In the blanks, then press Score to check your answers
(Donnington Park)
(This is Words of Sorrow!)
(Oh yes, Yeah!)
The night is starting here we go
I check out everything
This is our to control
What do you me
You line them up we'll put them down
is so frustrating
To watch you sleazing all around
Yet you keep on smiling
What can I do to you see
You're guilty
can I do to 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 the blur
I'm intoxicated
Where am I why am I here
You're so predictable
through my hair
But it's all just fiction
She stripped her underwear
So beautiful
What can I do to make you see
You're guilty
can I do to you feel
You're wanted
can I do to make you see
You're guilty
I'm suffocating under of sorrow
(Y-uh!)
(Donnington!)
(Yeah!)
There's on the floor
But I keep on staring
My world is over
Close the door
Her skin reflects behind the blur
I'm intoxicated
Where am I why am I here
You're so predictable
running through my hair
But it's all just fiction
She down 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 you see
You're guilty
I'm suffocating under words of sorrow
of sorrow
(Thanks you Donnington!)
(This is Words of Sorrow!)
(Oh yes, Yeah!)
The night is starting here we go
I check out everything
This is our to control
What do you me
You line them up we'll put them down
is so frustrating
To watch you sleazing all around
Yet you keep on smiling
What can I do to you see
You're guilty
can I do to 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 the blur
I'm intoxicated
Where am I why am I here
You're so predictable
through my hair
But it's all just fiction
She stripped her underwear
So beautiful
What can I do to make you see
You're guilty
can I do to you feel
You're wanted
can I do to make you see
You're guilty
I'm suffocating under of sorrow
(Y-uh!)
(Donnington!)
(Yeah!)
There's on the floor
But I keep on staring
My world is over
Close the door
Her skin reflects behind the blur
I'm intoxicated
Where am I why am I here
You're so predictable
running through my hair
But it's all just fiction
She down 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 you see
You're guilty
I'm suffocating under words of sorrow
of sorrow
(Thanks you Donnington!)
Click any word to get definition.
( Automatic Translation )
Con tecnología de Microsoft® Translator
