Lyrics: Bittersweet
Artist: Fuel
Album: Sunburn
Song: Bittersweet
Released: 1998
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Bittersweet lyrics
Seven sins of wantonness and
everything that's good is gone
Sell it all for glory from the peers
Silicone priestess scratch the back and
twists the knife to bone
Kick against the pricks and scrape the shins
I'm the enemy in the enemies now
Swallowed the pill
Drank to the fill
All these things I carry now
In this bittersweet, in this bittersweet now
Try to hold the world there sinking,
swimming in a paper cup
Try to own the one beneath the skin
Held up to the flame 'till singeing
skin begins to draw and tuck
Never told there's a chance to win
What couldn't be, wouldn't be now
Hold your hands up to the sky and try
so hard to rise above
But everything is beating down
everything that's good is gone
Sell it all for glory from the peers
Silicone priestess scratch the back and
twists the knife to bone
Kick against the pricks and scrape the shins
I'm the enemy in the enemies now
Swallowed the pill
Drank to the fill
All these things I carry now
In this bittersweet, in this bittersweet now
Try to hold the world there sinking,
swimming in a paper cup
Try to own the one beneath the skin
Held up to the flame 'till singeing
skin begins to draw and tuck
Never told there's a chance to win
What couldn't be, wouldn't be now
Hold your hands up to the sky and try
so hard to rise above
But everything is beating down
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Guest wrote on 20th Nov 2008, 11:32h: Seven sins of wantonness and Everything that's good is gone Sell it all for glory from the peers Silicone priestess scratch the back and Twists the knife to bone Kick against the pricks and scrape the shins I'm the enemy in the enemies now Swallowed the pill Drank to the fill All these things i carry now In this bittersweet, in this bittersweet now Try to hold the world there sinking, Swimming in a paper cup Try to own the one beneath the skin Held up to the flame 'till singeing Skin begins to draw and tuck Never told there's a chance to win What couldn't be, wouldn't be now Hold your hands up to the sky and try So hard to rise above But everything is beating down |
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