letra de rest in chaos - gun nyc
no one f-ckin’ needs you
a nuisance to be around
you steal my money
no work of yours to be found
no f-ckin’ talent
you’re no special gift from god
but you have money
subject me to be your cog
tell me all of your problems
you have with me
i have to bite back my tongue
til’ it starts to bleed
if i have to hear you complain
one more f-ckin’ time
i’m gonna find where you live
take aim between your eyes
all you ever think is me, me, me
all you can believe is you you you
cеnter yourself on how much you can b-tch
maggots rot your thoughts you feel the itch
small man, big town
looking prеtty
lost sight, lost mind
feeling sh-tty
no arms, no strength
take a wrong turn
dark alley in the night
candlelight burns
you see two men
and they’re coming straight for you
you pant and heave
and you don’t know what to do
they pull a piece
you fall to your f-ckin’ knees and
pray to a god
that you’re too afraid to believe in
letras aleatórias
- letra de actually - wong
- letra de rewind - giuseppe
- letra de minefield - mute choir
- letra de christmas time is here - mariah carey
- letra de караван (caravan) - океан ельзи (okean elzy)
- letra de gentle - demo - local news legend
- letra de ensemble - shy’m
- letra de which one - harvey cash
- letra de hapless attempt - new bomb turks
- letra de today is no sunday - white shoes & the couples company