What do you hide in your mind That crazy smile when you lie Your dirty little secrets Conscience is a dark space Always acting like somebody else A devil with a mask on his face Take a look in the mirror Tell me, do you see the horror
Maybe we're not made for heaven But a place where we'll burn
Using and abusing the others Success built upon the weakest And so much fucking money Does it even make you happy Oh god, you make me sick And there's nothing you can do about it You'll always be that bloody freak A real monster whose talk is cheap
Maybe we're not made for heaven But a place where we'll burn
You're a monster Dirty monster Such a monster Filthy monster You're a monster Dirty monster Such a monster Filthy monster
You're empty but so full of vice Watch misery, colder than ice You're empty but so full of vice Watch misery, colder than ice You're empty but so full of vice Watch misery, colder than ice You're empty but so full of vice Watch misery, colder than ice
Maybe we're not made for heaven But a place where we'll burn
You're a monster Dirty monster Such a monster Filthy monster You're a monster Dirty monster Such a monster Filthy monsterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
