Paroles de Thrift

Thrift I sit here all knowing Knowing nothing here at all, yeah My cuts spread slower Pig hands reach into my sides, yeah I hate this life you give me I give you hate you live for me, yeah I love the pain you give me This hurting feels like love to me, yeah They go down town down town They go Down inside Down inside Down inside They go down town down town They go down town to sell Down town down town They go down town to sell My body hangs on hooks A cloth to society, yeah Your dollars wet my skin Makes me paper mache thrift, yeah I hate this life you give me I give you hate you live for me, yeah I love the pain you give me This hurting feels like love to me, yeah They go down town down town They go Down inside Down inside Down inside They go down town down town They go down town to sell Down town down town They go down town to sell To sell I hate this life you give to me I hate this life you give to me I hate this life you give to me I hate this life you give to me I hate this life you give to me