First of all welcome to www.poemstolyrics.com via ArticlesBase.com. All the songs are my own ,and I am Suki Cheema , who claims to be a lyricist. They are for the enjoyment of all, from established names and their reps to the guys performing on a weekend in the pub to someone getting a high on youtube. Some will be moved and other's will ask for the bucket...but hey that's life!
Do you think I need a critic now
for once answer me
surely I fell in love with someone else
Fuck you as well
Your killing this living room I'm going out
to breathe some sanity
I didn't take vows for a swollen hell
daughter-of-a-son-of-a-bitch shut door yourself
No more wasted years (wasting in tears)
No more wasted years (wasting in fears)
No more Tears for fears
No more wasted years
No more wasted years (wasting in tears)
No more wasted years (wasting in fears)
No more Tears for fears
No more wasted years
Go ahead awake the neighbours if you dare
for another sympathy event
can't hear the sirens you ain't loud enough
truces excuses and buts
I've gave you took now I don't care
lies alibis can end
I can't take your never again promises anymore
are you that bored?
No more wasted years (wasting in tears)
No more wasted years (wasting in fears)
No more Tears for fears
No more wasted years
No more wasted years (wasting in tears)
No more wasted years (wasting in fears)
No more Tears for fears
No more wasted years
No more wasted years (wasting in tears)
No more wasted years (wasting in fears)
No more Tears for fears
No more wasted years
No more wasted years (wasting in tears)
No more wasted years (wasting in fears)
No more Tears for fears
No more wasted years
No more wasted years (wasting in tears)
No more wasted years (wasting in fears)
No more Tears for fears
No more wasted years
No more wasted years (wasting in tears)
No more wasted years (wasting in fears)
No more Tears for fears
No more wasted years
No more wasted years (wasting in tears)
No more wasted years (wasting in fears)
No more Tears for fears
No more wasted years
No more wasted years (wasting in tears)
No more wasted years (wasting in fears)
No more Tears for fears
No more wasted years
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