8th - Fake ("Juk! Junk! Junk!" 2016) | Текст песни

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• Fake ("Juk! Junk! Junk!" 2016)

Plastic diamond skin
Frosted empty eyes
Everything she touches
Is turning into ice

Never heard her speak
Anything but lies

Even if she's fake
Never saw her cries
Even if she's dead
Every fucking night

God, i wanna see
Her bleeding in my bed, right

She tears a hole in me
Still not enough to fit
All that she calls her soul
And i hope
She'd loose the knot

Wolfing round her shell
Hiding nearby
I'm justifying myself
I know i'm gonna cry

But now i'm chasing you
And now i'm gonna find trace

She tears a hole in me
Still not enough to fit
All that she calls her soul
And i hope
She'd loose the knot

And you can take all my money
Cut all my leaves
And you can shout, spit, claw,
And i will squeeze your tears
I wonna see you kneeled
To make you drink my potion
I will eat your pill

Uuuuh, Uuuuh...

She tears a hole in me
Still not enough to fit
All that she calls her soul
And i hope
She'd loose the knot

And you can take all my money
Cut all my leaves
And you can shout, spit, claw,
And i will squeeze your tears
I wonna see you kneeled
To make you drink my potion
I will eat your pill

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