Текст песни Soulwax - Kill Your Darlings
Soulwax - Kill Your Darlings слова песни
There`s a script, but I ain`t writingLeft that stage all in my mindCause I`m not hip to your sign languageSticky fingers of a different kindThe same word, foreign languageIn one season they killed you twiceSweet smell shotgun fot the hip and blindShe strokes the gun, feel how it`s warmGot a mouthful dirt and razorsIt`ll cut right through last month`s flavourWith my mouthful, wasted terrorsKill your darlings, kill your darlingsCause I tried being helpfulSaying things I don`t understandCan`t come up with no new linesFrom their sweet surfaced mouthsShe strokes the gun, feel how it`s warmGot a mouthful dirt and razorsIt`ll cut right through last month`s flavourWith a mouthful wasted terrorsKill your darlings, kill your darlingsKiss the gun, bite the bulletGet off the stick, get on the canWell I`ve seen all their facesSheking hands full of napalm tracesShe strokes the gun, feel how it`s warmGot a mouthful dirt and razorsIt`ll cut right through last month`s flavourWith a mouthful wasted terrorsKill your darlings, kill your darlings