Kishore Kumar Hits

The Bronx - Sore Throat şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: The Bronx

albüm: V


This is crazy
This is out of control
I got a body
But I don't got a soul
Just like the Challenger
I ' m gonna explode
A silver bullet shot a hole in the sky
I'm still alive and I don't know why
King of the crucifix, and lord of the flies
Send me an angel
Send me a whore
Listen up I got the key to success
Kill yourself and let me do the rest
I pull the trigger because this isn't a test
Spot me a million
You can spit in my face
Suck out the poison
Savor the taste
Poisonous prayer
Full of miracle waste
Send me an angel
Send me a whore
Come on
I know there's a difference
But I don't care anymore
I don't care anymore
Let your reasons go
Let your conscience be
Mouth around your gun
Now you're finally free
Send me an angel
Send me a whore
I know there's a difference
But I don't care anymore
I don't care anymore
I don't care anymore

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