Drag me by my ankles To the bottom of the ocean There I'll stay forever Until you come back from England The London bombs The London bombs The London
extend an invitation to the most annoying people of the world confine them to their chairs see how long they can stare their personalities are frightening
Take advantage of weakness in thought The thought of you is crawling on my skin I've grown to accept my mistakes Solid stance in a secluded embrace Bitter
Oversettelse: Fight. Black Nails og blodig håndledd.
Oversettelse: Soilent Green. Fingernegler On A Tavle.
Drag me by my ankles To the bottom of the ocean There I'll stay forever Until you come back from England The London bombs The London bombs The
