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Daemonlord Playing With Loss Lyrics
Total views: 1 time this week / Rating: 8.33/10 [12 votes]Album: Godless Prayers / Original Release Date: 2021Genre: MetalSong Duration: 3 min 38 sec
DAEMONLORD
- Playing With Loss Lyrics / with translationsLike sand, the air, feels
I've lost the appetite for living
My watch stopped the day you died
I have an overdose of sorrow
That I can't overcome
Your image is still there
When I come to your room and look
Your presence is still there
When I pick up a toy you left
And play, with loss and grief
Your image is still there
When I come to the bath and search
Your presence is still there
When I pick up the razor!
I've lost the appetite for living
My watch stopped the day you died
I have an overdose of sorrow
That I can't overcome
Your image is still there
When I come to your room and look
Your presence is still there
And play, with loss and grief
Your image is still there
When I come to the bath and search
Your presence is still there
When I pick up the razor!
Facts about Playing With Loss
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Playing With Loss is first released in 2021 as part of Daemonlord's album "Godless Prayers" which includes 12 tracks in total. This song is the 1st track on this album.
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Playing With Loss falls under the genre Metal.
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Playing With Loss song length is 3 minutes and 38 seconds.
When was Playing With Loss released?
Playing With Loss is first released in 2021 as part of Daemonlord's album "Godless Prayers" which includes 12 tracks in total. This song is the 1st track on this album.
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Which genre is Playing With Loss?
Playing With Loss falls under the genre Metal.
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How long is the song Playing With Loss?
Playing With Loss song length is 3 minutes and 38 seconds.
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Playing With Loss
Daemonlord
Daemonlord
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