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7 марта 24, 03:40

Dmitry MetalLord

Лирика : The Provenance : How Would You Like To Be Spat At : Woh Ii Tsc


You've become an obsession now
The taste of your lips is still there.
I need you one more time but now for real,
And not just a teaser.
We both know where we stand
It's just a matter of finishing off.
No interest in growing feelings,
Nor a chance of ever doing so.

Outside, I'm in a world of hurt where all is spinning.
Inside, I'll rip your bloody shirt
Now I'm winning.

The damage is already done and wounds are open now.
I might as well just bleed to death
I sure would bleed for you.
The draining has merely begun
You really suck somehow !
I might as well just screw the rest,
Then leave them all to you...ooouuuhhhhuuu...

I'm sorry for the things we did,
Sorry for your loss.
Sorry that you're nowhere near of ever being boss.
I'm sorry for the things I've said,
Sorry for your life.
Sorry about all the deeds,
Sorry about the knife...
I'm sorry for the things we did !

Outside, I'm in a world of hurt where all is spinning.
Inside, I'll srlitp your bloody shiroat
Now I'm winning.

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