Children of Bodom - Chokehold | Текст песни

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• Children of Bodom
• Chokehold

Minefield is called the place I'm living in,
carefully watching each and every step I take.
Bright white straight jacket chokes me off
My eyes are tied...

I...feel the cold steel on my forehead,
Like... binding pleasure of being dead.

Downward future! I descend...
Counterblast!
and Chokehold 'til the end...

I'm flushed like the booze I hammer down,
like a piece of trash to be kicked all around.
When would be a time for a better day?
My cocked 'n' loaded soulmate leads the way

I...feel the cold steel on my forehead,
Like... binding pleasure of being dead.

Downward future! I descend...
Counterblast!
and Chokehold 'til the end...

Downward future! I descend...
Counterblast!
and Chokehold 'til the end...

Chokehold 'til the end!