Текст песни Snuff Pop Inc. - BAD BLOOD
Snuff Pop Inc. - BAD BLOOD слова песни
What is left to forget here that doesnt exceed repression?Whats the use of acquiring things when they only give birth to obsession?This is the plan after last plan after last planHeavy losses of the Fall of ManIm the self-effacing cannibal run out of breadMy stomachs upset and my sleep is deadI cant shut myself up anymoreMy teeth are ground down to the gumsAnd Im afraid yours trulys incompatible with meBAD BLOOD UNDER MY THUMBSTake me up the creekDogs chatter up my barked legI can deal with the feel - its the look of the abrasions I dont likeTake me up the creekTake me up the creepThis hike is going neither up nor downParadimbos bigger than everythingI can hear the pro decoies siren call on merit rampsWill make me cover sorted seconds with their censor stampsTheres a green horned ungulate out for my soulMore than ready to kill to reach his goalAll Snuff Pop Inc. music and lyrics written by Ant Mozart Khadaffi