Sylendanna - LEFT 4 DEAD Lyrics

Lyrics LEFT 4 DEAD - Sylendanna



Can't help i feel like that
Get out my fucking head
I'm Left For Dead
I'm Left For Dead
Gun beside my bed
Troubled little kid
I'm Left For Dead
I'm Left For Dead
Bullet proof vest
Never come back again
Leave no one left
Coming right to your address
Relieve my stress
Pass it on to someone else
I must confess
Body yeah it's been possessed
I am your god
I am your god
I am your god
I am your god
I am your god
I am your god
I am your god
I am your god
Better watch how the fuck you speak to me
Next time we won't forgive so easily no
I won't stop til i have em all your my little charm
Keep my little baby girl on my arm
Get inside my car driving to the stars
Got that little scar that i branded you with my cigar
I'm a superstar playing my guitar
Sitting at the bar i don't give a fuck about tomor
Can't help i feel like that
Get out my fucking head
I'm Left For Dead
I'm Left For Dead
Gun beside my bed
Troubled little kid
I'm Left For Dead
I'm Left For Dead
Everbody always looks at me like i'm the bad guy
How high baby can you sit on stand by
Oh my, you just love to sit and waste time
I try, get the fuck up off my facetime
Pick sides, get on mine have a hella time
It's a sign, baby look better than melodyne
It's a narrow line gonna walk on it gonna decline
This is my life, get the fuck up outta mine
Huh yeah, i'm an animal
Like at that rate no i can not even relate
Nice traits yeah one day i'm gonna have it made
No way no way she calling me bay bay ay
Can't help i feel like that
Get out my fucking head
I'm Left For Dead
I'm Left For Dead
Gun beside my bed
Troubled little kid
I'm Left For Dead
I'm Left For Dead



Writer(s): John Nickelsberg


Sylendanna - LEFT 4 DEAD
Album LEFT 4 DEAD
date of release
01-08-2022




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