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Komponiste
Presteerders

Lirieke: Zebrahead. Down In Flames.

Lick my wounds and I feel the pain
Watch my future go down the drain
Made my ruin now I'm aimed at you
Bane of the butcher we are through

Love kills
Like the cyanide living in a jagged little pill
Love kills
It's not for faking, it's just for the thrill
Stop, I hate it, don't stop, I need it

And now I will never be the same
And so I will never be the one to blame
But if I go crashing down in flames
Just wave at me
I guarantee, it's you I'm taking with me

Vanished truth, I believed in you
Gave myself, you bled me through
Crimes of youth grow better with age
In a living hell you're my war to wage

Love kills
Like a vendetta left breathing, so my guts will spill
Love kills
It's not for taking, it's just for the thrill
Stop, I hate it, don't stop, I need it

And now I will never be the same
And so I will never be the one to blame
But if I go crashing down in flames
Just wave at me
I guarantee, it's you I'm taking with me

I'm a wasteland so far away
I miss your bleeding heart
It's my last stand, I'd die to say
I miss your bleeding heart

Devoid of any feeling
Devoid of disagreeing
Devoid of what I'm seeing
Devoid, you left me reeling
I'd break

Stop, I hate it, don't stop, I need it

And now I will never be the same
And so I will never be the one to blame
But if I go crashing down in flames
Just wave at me
I guarantee, it's you I'm taking with me

And now I will never be the same
And so I will never be the one to blame
But if I go crashing down in flames
Just wave at me
I guarantee, it's you I'm taking with me