a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de s.f.j - verbal assassination

Loading...

your a sc-mf-ck
and no-one knows why
slumped in the corner
like a broken toy

you got:
p-ss – in your pants
blood – in your throat
puke – all around
c-m – on the floor

roll outta bed and reach for a bottle
no f-cking pills man, now i’m in trouble
better get down to that window at boots
time for a cuppa, of that methadone juice

with your matted hair and f-cking rotten t–th
smelling like sh-t, that you gotta concede
begging for money, with the belief
that the stupid f-cking -ssh0l-s
will buy your relief

your a sc-mf-ck junkie
all you want is that fix
a sc-mf-ck junkie
now out turning tricks
a sc-mf-ck junkie

and we don’t care

’cause we’ll never hear
your screams from the gutter

you got:
p-ss – in your pants
blood – in your throat
puke – all around
c-m – on the floor

i see your face as you walk by
that look of hatred from deep inside
scars and bruises that will not heal
not worth the bother, ’cause you got no pride

so what the f-ck is happened to me
that face in the mirror, is a guarantee
it doesn’t really matter now, because it’s all over
a dead man walking, catatonic observer

your a sc-mf-ck junkie
all you want is that fix
a sc-mf-ck junkie
now out turning tricks
a sc-mf-ck junkie

and we don’t care

’cause you’ll never be more than sh-t from the gutter

sc-mf-ck junkie
all you want is that fix
a sc-mf-ck junkie
now out turning tricks
a sc-mf-ck junkie

and we don’t care

’cause you’ll never be more than sh-t from the gutter

- verbal assassination

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS

Loading...