Текст песни Jack Off Jill - Poor Impulse Control
Jack Off Jill - Poor Impulse Control слова песни
I envy your demiseI hope it`s all you dreamed it would beOne bullet in this gunNot sure if it`s for you or meI envy your demiseWith all the guilt you hid awayAll the lies that I had spunAnd all the times I`d wish you`d stayNow, all, all that I`ve ever sufferedAll, all that I`ll ever beAll, all that I`ll ever ruinYou can always cover me with makeupI envy your demise750 degreesWhen it burned it smelled like youBut it scorched and looked alot like meI envy your demiseYou never said that you`d tryWhen i had to lose controlLose control to really cryNow, all, all that I`ve ever abusedAll, all that I`ll ever seeAll, all that I`ll ever ruinYou can always cover it with makeupAll, all that I`ll ever limitAll, all that I`ll ever tryAll, all that I`ll ever trustYou can always cover it withAll, all that I`ve ever abusedAll, all that I`ll ever seeAll, all that I`ll ever ruinYou can always cover it with makeup