Pretty Addicted - Suckerpunch | Текст песни

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• Pretty Addicted
• Suckerpunch

You're not sick because you're ill,
You're sick because you're an asshole
and it suits you.
You're not confused or diagnosed,
You're the lowest of the low,
I don't salute you.

Drone, victim, waste. Cold hearted bitch.
You're as empty as my glass, a living work of shit.

You wish you could be the same as me,
You don't even know my name.

You go around with your damage stamp,
You make us all seem trivial
and I hate you.
Your medicine's made out of drone,
Go crawl back to your fucking hole,
I will break you.

You wish you could be the same as me,
You'll never know my pain.

You want a suckerpunch or you wanna suck on this?

I feel a rush of disdain as you speak of your war,
Some of us who are really suffering get ignored.
You change the things you believe in every week like the news,
You wanna be loved so you pretend that you were abused.
You want abuse? I'll give you all the scars that you need,
You're not special, no one moves the stars for me.
You want a suckerpunch? You wanna suck on this,
You play the victim but I play every way you wish.

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