Текст песни 40 Below Summer - Minus One
40 Below Summer - Minus One слова песни
So come on turn me looseAnd keep it tight - tight like that nooseWhat`s wrong with this pictureShit flies when I pull the triggerToo bad repercussionShit stomp to a face that I`m crushinBack off and let it beOr I`ll take you below 40 degrees(Die) yes, you`re gonna (Die) yes, you`re gonna (Die)I`ll make you hear this(Die) yes, you`re gonna (Die) yes, you`re gonna (Die)I`ll make you feel this(Die) yes, you`re gonna (Die)Stuff this down your throatTight rope - let`s see if this shit floatsI rip you up - like a chainsawRearrange - to forget what you came forDon`t talk - just listenDon`t change - your positionFuck you - if you don`t like thisYou don`t like this, bitch - you can bite this(Die) yes, you`re gonna (Die) yes, you`re gonna (Die)I`ll make you hear this(Die) yes, you`re gonna (Die) yes, you`re gonna (Die)I`ll make you feel this(Die) yes, you`re gonna (Die)I can not contain thisI can not explain thisI am so deranged - it`s on(but do you really wanna dance (do you want to)Don`t walk away just as I`m about toFuck `er