You see the brow quiver and frown And all the guilt dripping over his mouth Flick off the eye, showing the whites Showing the nervous vessels inside Hide, hide, hide
I'm sure it stinks under his skin Where pores secrete all the hate from within We open up the muscle work Coated in all this thick sludge and dirt, hurt
Starting to rain, a storm is shaped It's chucking down in attempts to wage shame Holes in your speech gives a gap to breathe You muster up how liе through your teeth Thief, thief, thief
Your dirty work is covеred up And it is worse when the paint washes off Their bellies bloat, insides are broke Cannot contain all the lies they will choke, choke
Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
