I put a knife in my hand today to see if I'm still capable of pain, turns out I am and vital signs suggest I'll live to see yet another day. I need something to get me up, I need something to get me off. I wanna make the rollercoaster I'm on creep faster towards the drop.
We're not dependant, it's the madness that I crave. Can I trade my 300 for your 15 minutes of fame? I should have known you'd be a master at this game, ‘cos human makes the best prey.
As I'm wandering down this path I find an alarming pattern emerge. You might not notice without the trained eye, but we are in every corner of this earth. No matter what differences we might have to our dismay, we still share common interest to have good times and sinus pain.
We're not dependant, it's the madness that I crave. Can I trade my 300 for your 15 minutes of fame? I should have known you'd be a master at this game, ‘cos human makes the best prey.
I've got an itch that is bugging me I want you to scratch it, grant me that relief. The nose-feratu is biting me, and I'd trade it all to you for just 15 minutes of fame.
We're not dependent,it's the madness that I crave. Can I trade my 300 for your 15 minutes of fame? I've always been privy at how to win this game and when you are rolling up the note, our temptations are the same.
Take a look in the mirror and jump in line with me. I gotta powder my nose, are you feeling me? I should have known you'd be a good shot at this game, ‘cos human makes the best prey. I know you'd make such great prey.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
