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The Bronx - History's Stranglers şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: The Bronx

albüm: The Bronx (II)


I left with shaking hands
Looking for danger
Cheap tales of modern love
In bed with strangers
And there is no warning
I'm not ignoring
I cut glass on my callused feet
Cause I walk through miles of makeshift mud
Motherfucker, I want your blood!
I got the hands of history's stranglers
And the midnight sky reflects off my skin
I got the face of a million strangers
You're never gonna see me closing in
Yeah!
While you're sleeping!
No need for safe return
Is no need for your concern
There is no warning
I'm not ignoring
I follow you across the county lines
Well these beads of sweat feel like a flood
You motherfucker, I want your blood!
I got the hands of history's stranglers
And the midnight sky reflects off my skin
I got the face of a million strangers
You're never going to see me closing in
You're never going to see me closing in
While you're sleeping!
Breaking through your window
Stabbing through your ribcage!

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