Wake Me Up - Yodelice
Written by:Yodelice
Mama wash the blood on my hands
I've sell my soul to someone I said
Mama wash the blood on my hands
I've pull the trigger and I may be dead
Wake me up
Wake me up
Wake me up
Wake me up
Wake me up
Wake me up
Mama what's the cold in my veins
Is it dawn or dusk I couldn't tell
Mama wish I don't die today
'Cause I go go go straight to hell
Wake me up
Wake me up
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