7 Words Karaoke - Deftones

This title is a cover of 7 Words as made famous by Deftones

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Tempo: variable (around 126 BPM)

In the same key as the original: Em

Duration: 03:45 - Preview at: 00:52

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Release date: 1995
Genres: Hard Rock & Metal, In English
Original songwriters: Abran Cunningham, Camilo Chino Moreno, Chi Cheng, Stephen Carpenter

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Lyrics 7 Words

I'll never be the same
Break in decency
Don't be tree trunk
Don't fall on my livin' roots
I've been hummin' too many words
Got a weak self-esteem
That's been stomped away from every single dream
But it's somethin' else that brought us fees
Keep it all inside 'till we feel we can't unleash
But I think that you made it up
I think that your mind is gone
I think you shouldn't have glorified
Now you're wrong
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
They fuck in my head
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck
Suck it pig
Leave me out here alone
Face flat along the edge of the grass
But I'm not here to preach
I'm just sick of that
My parents made me strong to look up that glass
So why should I try
Act like I'm a little pissed off
With all that shit that needs to stay back in the shell
Your punk ass made it up
Now your fuckin' mind is gone
Should've never glorified
Now you're right
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
They fuck in my head
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck
Suck it bitch
Bitch you don't know me
Shut up you don't know me
Squeal like a pig when you
Pickpocket, big fuckin' head
Well I'll tell you about my blunt stack
What's comin' back Jack
We'll turn back
Curse
Fightin' their words
Tell them that you fuckin' heard
I mean they know that's what's comin' nigga, you quitter
I'm belivin' in somethin' naughty and won't tell anybody
So thinkin' of me by now but you go grab it
I'd like to think for who I down this shit
I belong where they be 'cos we cannot get back those lives
Resist to cease
Understand
God hates black shades and all the clergy
Mister P.I.G. could I fuckin' see
Shorty done crushed all of my brothers' dignity
And to the jury
Carry your turns on my skin this color
Does that mean I'm burnt
'Cos your punk ass made it up
Your fuckin' mind was gone
Should've never glorified
Wrong
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck it
They fuck in my head
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck, suck, suck
Suck, suck
Suck you bad
Boy

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