Текст песни Overkill - Feed My Head
Overkill - Feed My Head слова песни
Talk is cheep,I can`t afford the, price of wasted time...Who will reap the profit of the lie?Fantasy,Illusion fusion impressions of a high...Sacred is the being of the lie.Drawn is a picture of myself,It`s all that I see, leaving!Gone are the cries I heard for help,The mirror spits,Reflections of a lie.Are you waiting for a chance?Won`t happen standing in the rain.Damage done,The truth is drowning in a sea of hate...Wet, they wear the fiction like a badge over their hearts.Drawn is a picture of myself,It`s all that I feel bleeding!Gone are the cries I made for help,The mirror spits,Reflections of a lie.Feed my head! I`m hungry for a lie.Be sure and teach your children well,To use it pure and slow.Be sure they teach their children,Be sure the children`s children.Slight of hand, slight of word.Slight to beleive, the absurd.Feed my head I`m hungry.I`m hungry for a lie.Drawn is a picture of myself,It`s all that I see greiving!Gone are the cries I made for help,The mirror spits,Reflections of a lie.Feed my head of a lie!Feed my head reflections of a lie.Feed my head. Feed my