Текст песни MY DYING BRIDE - Heroin Chic
MY DYING BRIDE - Heroin Chic слова песни
Текст песни MY DYING BRIDE - Heroin Chic
Falling flat, falling on my faceUp yours you fucking basket caseCome on, come on, take a shotKick me, kicking you, kick the lotTalk to you with a frightening bladeHear me stalk through the 6th fucking grade( )Bar wax cloggin up your headMaybe you're dumb, maybe you wanna be deadTake a ride through a city tonightOr we can stay here smoking shiteFear grabs like a falling manUnforgiving is its choking handCome on, come on if you've got the gutsKill me now cuz I don't give a fuckin, out, baby I don't mind. Nice cunt. Nice behindGroping around like a stupid kidBastards fucking everywhereIt's all I see, I can't help but stareTalking crap and looking like a twatSee the blade. Feel the blade in your backThis night. This night is hotHope it rains. Hope it rains a lotEverywhere suckers stop and stareFucking city's just a fucking messUp to its neck in fucking pissChildren playing with broken glassKill themselves for a laughTired of being sold as meatWhores give up beating on my meatActually, you know, I don't really mindToo many scabs. Flesh is hard to findCrime is here. Here to stayUnder pressure to admit you're gayNo money. No love. No luckTough shit, stupid, worthless fuckSay you will. Say you won't. Say wou willShit and scum. Fucking pigs everywhereHarassing me but I don't fucking careI'm not free. They're always tying me downTaking me. Taking me down townBitches. Yeah, I fucked my shareAnd their mothers cuz I don't careSay you will. Say you won't. Say you willTalking shit. You want it up the hiltAlways feeling sick and always drunkRaining at last, thank christ you cuntDo me now with your heroin chic