Song to Slit Your Wrists By - 58
歌曲信息
歌曲名：Song to Slit Your Wrists By
歌手：58
所属专辑：Diet for a New America
发行时间：2000-05-16
介绍：《Song to Slit Your Wrists By - 58》58 & 58演唱的歌曲，由未知作词、未知作曲。
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Song to Slit Your Wrists By - 58 文本歌词
Distortion
Out of phase
Washes over my sour face
My life is through
Guess I owe it all to you
Check me out
You left me wonderin'
What I'm about
You suck me dry
Then you spit me out
There's still one thing
I can do
So I wrote this tune just for you
This song's to slit
Your wrist by
This song might have a twist
This song's to slit
Your wrist by
This song's my goodbye kiss
Black tears
Run down
My face
Check out the clown
Don't think I'm through
I'll just keep writing my tunes for you
This is from me to you
With love
From me to you
With love
Out of phase
Washes over my sour face
My life is through
Guess I owe it all to you
Check me out
You left me wonderin'
What I'm about
You suck me dry
Then you spit me out
There's still one thing
I can do
So I wrote this tune just for you
This song's to slit
Your wrist by
This song might have a twist
This song's to slit
Your wrist by
This song's my goodbye kiss
Black tears
Run down
My face
Check out the clown
Don't think I'm through
I'll just keep writing my tunes for you
This is from me to you
With love
From me to you
With love
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