Just a dime-store poet, keeping pace, talking his face blue Two dollar store tramps, to get a glance, a new chance at you Walk past the dance floor. It's always been a dear friend of mine Cut coils and concubines, dancing in four-four time
Hey mister, the bell man says, I can only recall and spend some time, I said So he replies,and how do you manage? I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage
In love, I've always been a mercenary But I never leave my post when the cash runs out I wanna make you quiver, make your backbone shiver Hey kid, take the stage and deliver
Hey mister, the bell man says, I can only recall and spend some time, I said So he replies,and how do you manage? I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage
[Spoken] How does it feel to stand on the very stones that ran with your parents' blood? Do you feel sad? Full of rage? Or does that outfit help bury your feelings? Hiding your true self You are a truly extraordinary specimen. I look forward to breaking you.
I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage
Hey mister, the bell man says, I can only recall and spend some time I said So he replies, and how do you manage? I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage
Hey mister, the bell man says, I can only recall and spend some time I said So he replies, and how do you manage? I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damageTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
