BABYSHAMBLES - THE LOST ART OF MURDER LYRICS
Artist: Babyshambles Lyrics
Popularity: 120 users have visited this page this week.
Could roll a nine
Find yourself washed up in paradise
Just like before
She never used to mind
I lost my phone in paradise
What a nice day for a murder
You call yourself a killer boy but the only thing your killing is your time
There's nothing absurder
Burden's just a burden
To your heart your soul the body, spirit and mind
Don't look at me like that
She won't take you back
You said to much
You been to unkind
Get up off your back
Stop smoking that
You could change your life
Do you think you'll change your mind
Could roll a four
Could roll a nine
Find yourself washed up in paradise
No light before
No light behind
Someone else washed up in paradise
What a nice day for a murder
You call yourself a killer the only thing your killing is time
It's nothing absurder
Burden's just a burden
To your heart your soul the body, spirit and mind
Don't look at me like that
She won't take you back
You said to much
You been to unkind
Get up off your back
Stop smoking that
You could change your life
Do you think you'll change your mind
If you believe the lyrics are not correct you can Submit Corrections to us
Rate the song now!!!
Add a comment and share what Babyshambles The Lost Art Of Murder Lyrics means to you with your friends:
- A$AP Rocky - Leaks Of The Industry (Freestyle) Lyrics
- French Montana - '40 Lyrics
- Phil Collins - Against All Odds (Take A Look At Me Now) Lyrics
- 3 Doors Down - Kryptonite Lyrics
- Rodriguez - Sugarman Lyrics
- Mandy Moore - Only Hope Lyrics
- The Verve - Bitter Sweet Symphony Lyrics
- Limp Bizkit - Behind Blue Eyes Lyrics
- Garth Brooks - The Dance Lyrics
- Macy Gray - I Try Lyrics
- Bob Marley - Don't Worry, Be Happy Lyrics
