I got a message from the screen subliminal Like a sign saying no one cares no more and all the networks and the TV stations feed me lies and simple explanations But they can't fool me on the state of this nation love
Chorus: You still need my hands to feel You still need my heart to bleed 'Cause your lips taste just like money
You start a fire and it smells like chemicals As you get higher you will hit the all time low And does the networks and the TV stations and the lies, the sex, the fake relations tell you something about the state of the nation love
Chorus: You still need my hands to feel You still need my heart to bleed 'Cause your lips taste just like money
Just like money...
Concrete high rise I need no pity On the sky train cross this city Jesus died and God's gone missing Take your skin off it might fit me now Love is dead and you're so pretty baby
You still need my hands to feel You still need my heart to bleed 'Cause your lips taste just like money
You still need my lungs to breathe You still need my eyes to see 'Cause your lips taste just like money
Just like money... Just like money... Just like money... Just like money...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
