Текст песни Vendetta Red - Three Chord Valentine
Vendetta Red - Three Chord Valentine слова песни
She said she liked the way I kissed So cutting edge I slit my wrists I need to vomit disappear and kill those monsters in my mirror Out classed by losers second place Before I fell flat on my face So sick of dreaming, wake me up and do your worst to shut me up I`m resistant to your insistance I can hear you off in the distance Telling me the end is coming soon Too addicted to breathe without it Too embarrassed to talk about it I`ll kiss you off and try to leave without you following me This punctured pallet pains me red Disturbed and angered dead instead Just lift your lips and leave me lost A pale cold corpse collecting moss These echoes count your hours down With pulse precision safe and sound So apropos and no one cares An empty room with empty chairs I`m resistant to your insistance I can hear you off in the distance Telling me the end is coming soon Too addicted to breathe without it Too embarrassed to talk about it I`ll kiss you off and try to leave without you following me So you can take your dress code And your elitist looks on life boil them up in a fucking syringe and shoot it right in your fucking neck