Just a pill and a dream Died yesterday Put a gun in his mouth and blew his way out Just a pill and a dream It's a suicide machine She danced all night to the storm in her mind She waits in the gutter Someone she'll never find Just a sill and a scheme It's a suicide machine
She cried about the world She slit her throat to fight it Someone had told her she'd had it Just a sill and a scheme It's a suicide machine Bobby had lost his secret identity He saw his masculinity in a glass of Bordeaux Just watch the show It's a sparkler to his child eyes It's a suicide machine
You find his wish Get yourself some ammunition Click! It's a suicide machineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
