You're soaking wet in the middle of a dry spell The cold sex and the boredom sells Heatseeker, pull the curtain down The death pangs and the wedding vows
This trash is fucking contagious It runs through every inch of my veins Turn the music off, pull the covers down The death mask is a bridal veil
You're so cool, you snuff out all the verve You don't feel much but you've got every nerve Tell the kids, boy What's it's like to be stoned?
Like I don't know Oh, I know
I've got a right to know I've got a right to know I've got a right to know I've got a right to know
Snake charmer going out through the trapdoor The black sheep the lost boys are waiting for Fashion martyr, walk the catwalk Your knees buckled from the weight of the cross
This trash is fucking contagious It runs through every inch of my veins Turn the music off, pull the covers down The death mask is a bridal veil
You're so cool, you snuff out all the verve You don't feel much but you've got every nerve Tell the kids, boy What's it's like to be stoned?
Like I don't know Oh, I know
I got a black cloud above me too And I got lungs to match
This trash is fucking contagious It covers every broken inch of my bones Turn the music off, pull the covers down The death bed is the marital tomb, so coldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
