Psychic Hit – Left for Dead Lyrics

Rock

Words like lightning
Frightful as the thunder
Your game, your deal
My heart torn asunder

Oh, no, no
Here we go again
Broken promises from my so-called friends

Meager rations
That's all you are handing me
Please... no, I don't need it

Same old excuse
Nothing new
Thought that I knew you
Left for dead

Empty vastness
I accept what I need
Rather than expecting what I want

Oh, no, no
Here we go again
Broken promises from my so-called friends

We all live in our "reality"
The drama of who you are trying to be

Same old excuse
Nothing new
Thought that I knew you
Left for dead
Same old excuse
Nothing new
Thought that I knew you
Left for dead

I might just forgive you
If I feel it for ya
I don't know

I just might forgive you
If I'm feelin it for ya

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