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lirik lagu 4.1 chevy! – catherine corelli

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tell me what is all this hunting for?
you had so much, yet craved more and more.
i prefer to run away like i have never run before.

you’re so meretricious there behind my back,
once i leave you’ll never have me back.
you have wasted all your chances; i have wasted all my
time.

circ-mstances,
consequences…
i am your past, but not your future.
no more regrets,
no aftereffects,
nothing will last forever.

no-one will seal me,
no-one will kill me,
no-one will steal my
self-containment.
show me your hatred,
i want you naked,
i want to make it
final…

chevy!
final!
chevy!

i don’t want to feed your b-n-l dreams,
you are much greedier than it seems,
i drained my cup of bitterness; i won’t drink a single
drop for you.

all this chase is just your self-esteem,
i’m the bug, so i don’t fit your scheme,
you don’t worth my martyrdom, and i will never be your
saint.

circ-mstances,
consequences…
i am your past, but not your future.
no more regrets,
no aftereffects,
nothing will last forever.

no-one will seal me,
no-one will kill me,
no-one will steal my
self-containment.
show me your hatred,
i want you naked,
i want to make it
final…

chevy!
final!
chevy!

i’m made of fire, you’re made of clay,
that’s why your faces harden.
i’ll drag you into my disarray,
cuz i’m the furnace you have to p-ss through.
you are the mud, and i’m the flame
that’s why your hearts turn into concrete.
clash against each other in my name,
turn into broken shards at my downbeat.

i’m out of time,
you almost touch my inward.
shivers run down my spine,
and all of my weapons wither (away…)

i’ll never match
your world of fake perfection.
listen: you’re going to catch
a har-ssing infection.

caught in a web
i suffer from affliction,
but step by step
i’ll bring you to your fatal contradiction.

chevy! x4

circ-mstances,
consequences…
i am your past, but not your future.
no more regrets,
no aftereffects,
nothing will last forever.

no-one will seal me,
no-one will kill me,
no-one will steal my
self-containment.
show me your hatred,
i want you naked,
i want to make it
final…

final…
final, final, final!!! x2

tell me what is all this x3
hunting for?

i’ll break the prison walls x3
and get out, get out…