Текст песни The Program - Use Your Machinegun Arm
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Cross me off the list of loves of your life Place me on a quaint dish just for you pretty mouth to devour Witness my sweetness turn sour Half past the hour We don`t seem to be getting anywhere Do you believe in happy endings? Mending the scars of the past? Open flesh wounds beggin for the salt that we`ve found on the cheeks where tears once had passed A trap door to the dungeon where cuffs and chains bind those held as contraband from the battlefield where hearts will stand Are you tired now? Worn out? Time`s closing in, we slow down All of the times that bleed spilled Fills peels of sorrow You`ve burnt out this body burnt out this mind My collection of urns of ashes Define what we`ve become Useless dust, so worthless, so useless I`m on my back prepared for sacrifice Slide your dagger between each rib Spell it out L O V E I`m so fucking sick of it