THE REAL LYRICS

Lyrics - Wounded Biography - Wounded Lyrics - The Real Lyrics  :: Biography  :: Albums  :: Lyrics The Real Lyrics Artist(Band):Wounded Review The Song (0) Print the Lyrics  Send "The Real" Ringtones to Cell  The Real Take your instruments of war. Burn down your stars. And create a whole new sky. Before everyone discovers your lie. All the fuckers that cast their spell. And wished for me a bitter hell. I wish to thank you for your words. There is nothing more to hurt. Not your evil and your wicked heart. Could kill the truth in my honest art. Nothing else can strike me dead. Only the creativity in my head. When the fire is at your feet. Not a knife thrown yet and you already bleed. Preachers of reality, It is all but real I see. Oh watch over my head, Cause the bitch of live went mad.  Send "The Real" Ringtones to Cell  If you find some error in The Real Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song The Real The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics. Your Name: Your Email: (Notes: Your name and email will be published if you input them) Review about The Real ------ Performed by Wounded Please enter a title for your review: ------ 12/15/2009 Type your review in the space below:   Download "Wounded" Music

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