Текст песни Original Posers, The - Virgin tendencies
Original Posers, The - Virgin tendencies слова песни
Let’s cut off my armAnd see if it bleedsPry open my skullSee what makes me tickPunch in my lungsDon’t let me breathTake my poor heartAnd wring it outMaybe now I’ll knowI’ll know that I am a foolA fool so cleverTripped by my own manipulationsWho was running the show?I thought I had the firm gripBut you knew of the dark alleysAnd stole the virginYour deceiving eyes Your false smileYour sincere voiceAnd reassuring laughDamn youThis hate can never be expressedHow I would kill to be ableAble to lay hands on youDig out your eyes Scrape off your smileFill your voice with fearStrangle your laughLook at what you’ve made meDamn you, damn you I say!The rage is flowingIt seeps through my soulI thought I was running the showI thought I was playingWith your simple mindBut I fell in love with youWho was running the show?