Lyrics Hazelord – What I’ve Done

What I’ve Done Lyrics – Hazelord

Singer: Hazelord
Title: What I’ve Done

Vent to a public made of rocks
Make it something that cannot be trial
I’ve been sleeping on each gestures that’ve made her cry
I know you could reach such a prestige by now

But you’ll never ever, ever, ever get even close to what i’ve done
To what i’ve done
Instantly i fall for bear traps
Feel they’re not effective, i want more handwritten lips

I will curse and babble the words of your favoritе prophet
Burn, take some notеs, i won’t say it again
And you’ll never ever, ever, ever get even close to what i’ve done
If i’m a gift from above, i must be satan’s spawn

And any speech just show how much of a liar you are
For all that’s gold before i touch it
For wars i’ve won, but never acknowledged
For some nights, royal your mind i will call

But you’ll never ever, ever, ever get even close to what i’ve done
To what i’ve done
I dreamt of a prince’s own tone deaf heart
When i failed to die at higher points

I’ve got ankles for the cheapest plastic roads
And the wrists for the ideal pain, of course
But you’ll never ever, ever, ever get even close to, to…
Two times’ right, enough, a mother said

To ignore what one’s glad of
But i’ve stopped reading her bellicose poems
When i caught words of theirs on rogue-throned irresponsible pupils
So you’ll never ever, ever, ever get even close to what i’ve done

If i’m a gift from above, i must be satan’s spawn
And any speech just show how much of a liar you are
For careful tears on sweet anarchist cheeks
For music mediocre to deaf ears

For some months, impure your heart i will call
But you’ll never ever, ever, ever get even close to what i’ve done
To what i’ve done
I’m obsoletely so modernly cruel

Insufficiently, excessively fierce
I’m obsoletely so modernly cruel (despise i wish i could, the lowlife in the window)
Insufficiently, excessively fierce (proofs less useful, if any was ever)
I’m obsoletely so modernly cruel (a cleanable crowbar, for the besmirched flesh of mine)

Insufficiently, excessively fierce (i wish, i wish, then i fall)
If i’m a gift from above, i must be satan’s spawn
And any speech just show how much of a liar you are
My bleaker gown, and the most immoral mask i know

Could never numb any forearm i’ve anyway ripped off
For sold out daguerrotype phalanges
For soles made out of doormats remarried
For one night, my wish won’t be ruination

But you’ll never ever, ever, ever get even close
No, you’ll never ever, ever, ever get even close
No, you’ll never ever, ever, ever get even close
To what i’ve done

To what i’ve done
To what i’ve done
To what i’ve done
To what i’ve done
Find more lyrics at lyrics.jspinyin.net

You can purchase their music thru 
Amazon Music or Apple Music
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
Other Popular Songs:
Kaleidoscope - Lie To Me
Massita - Yiuchiro Hanma

Lyrics Hazelord – What I’ve Done

Kindly like and share our content. Please follow our site to get the latest lyrics for all songs.

We don’t provide any MP3 Download, please support the artist by purchasing their music 🙂

You can purchase their music thru 
Amazon Music or Apple Music
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases