Decadent & Desperate

Testo di Decadent & Desperate

Anno2004
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Beat down, fucked up. I'm drinkin' blood from the devil's cup. Now what you tell me. I can't even get shit for free. Hey girl, I'll have to go. Ain't got no money so let's go slow. In my room, this living hell. A living hell in the shit motel. Decadent and desperate! Fair play, crack's your pay. Shoot me up and make my day. Oh yeah, way to go. You really are a damn good ho. Oh yeah, at the shit motel. How I love being stuck in this cell. Fucked up in a shit stained sty. Everything they ever said was a big, fat lie! Decadent and desperate! You're such a fucking dog! Looking for your special drug! Decadent and desperate! Beat down, fucked up. I'm drinkin' blood from the devil's cup. Now what you tell me. I can't even get shit for free. All right, come on. In a year or two we'll both be gone. Who cares how sweet? Your pain's gonna taste when it falls to shit!