If Looks Could Kill Songtext
von What Now
If Looks Could Kill Songtext
I see you around, the way you move
You′ve got me crawling, no time for talking now
Done nothing wrong and who's to say
You′re better than me, open your eyes and see
I'm not riding alone, I'm not riding alone
I′m not searching to know who I am
If looks could kill
I′d have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
If you had your way
I'd be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
If looks could kill
I′d have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
If you had your way
I'd be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
You′re in a mood, I'm in the mood
You′ve got me hiding, I'm over trying now
You're sickening, so threatening
You don′t fool no one, I′ve only just begun
I'm not riding alone, I′m not riding alone
I'm not searching to know who I am
If looks could kill
I′d have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
If you had your way
I'd be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
If looks could kill
I′d have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
If you had your way
I'd be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
I'm not riding alone
If looks could kill
I′d have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
If you had your way
I′d be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
If looks could kill
I'd have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
If you had your way
I′d be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
You′ve got me crawling, no time for talking now
Done nothing wrong and who's to say
You′re better than me, open your eyes and see
I'm not riding alone, I'm not riding alone
I′m not searching to know who I am
If looks could kill
I′d have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
If you had your way
I'd be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
If looks could kill
I′d have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
If you had your way
I'd be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
You′re in a mood, I'm in the mood
You′ve got me hiding, I'm over trying now
You're sickening, so threatening
You don′t fool no one, I′ve only just begun
I'm not riding alone, I′m not riding alone
I'm not searching to know who I am
If looks could kill
I′d have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
If you had your way
I'd be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
If looks could kill
I′d have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
If you had your way
I'd be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
I'm not riding alone
If looks could kill
I′d have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
If you had your way
I′d be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
If looks could kill
I'd have my hands in the air
With a gun to my forehead
If you had your way
I′d be lying on the floor
With no pulse or a calling
Writer(s): Ryan Christopher Morris, Adam Ezekiel Nieuwenhuizen, Phillip Tyron Langley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com