Songtext von Scumbag Blues

Innocence has no resistance Against a wicked counselor such as I You won't make it out You won't make it out Shall I lead you to my parlor Poison offered disguised in just your size You won't make it out You won't make it out You may think me altruistic Feel my dark hypnosis closing in You won't make it out You won't make it out Then you go cold, cold, as a stare As if no, none, could compare But you don't know how close to ensnare When I control, You will despair You won't make it out You won't make it out Sycophancy solipsistic Spider plays the fool to lure the fly You won't make it out You won't make it out Then you go cold, cold, as a stare As if no, none, could compare But you don't know how close to ensnare When I control, You will despair