The message is written on the wall Yet your too conceded to see Caught up in your selfish world With your petty selfish needs
When will you open your eyes Can't you see I want you to - bleed and die Your self-righteous bullshit is going to end By this time tomorrow, You're going to be fucking dead!
You've been invited Touching this card is your admission fee You're the guest of honor, Dance to your death And you won't know a thing
Fever, cough & nausea and tightness in the chest Skin starts turning blue Low blood pressure and respiratory failure Will certainly bring the end of you
When will you open your eyes Can't you see I want you to - bleed and die
You've been invited Touching this card is your admission fee You're the guest of honor, Dance to your death And you won't know a thing Your self-righteous bullshit is going to end By this time tomorrow, You're going to be fucking dead!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.