Soda Bomb - Slugz | Текст песни

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Cold sweat; last night
my head was down in the gutter
week end, weak gut
shit fuck goddamn what a bummer

cause the slugs have been crawlin in my veins
drain my blood cant remember my name
a rain of salt to wash them away
before they cut me in half and make me their slave

As my eyes roll in the back of my head
i see the things id imagine instead
as i slowly sink into the couch as i feel
the holy ghost stomp me out

my friends they all lie dead
with their eyes in the back of their heads
no spines theyll all be slouched
as they slither on back to the couch