The Editors - Eat Raw Meat = Blood Drool | Текст песни

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• The Editors
• Eat Raw Meat = Blood Drool

I don't wanna be ignored, oh god,
When I'm a gun in a fistfight.
You're chewing with an open mouth, raw meat,
Your blood drool attracts the flies.

I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her,
I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her.

I don't wanna be left out or get fucked,
But there's a talent in your lies.
If you're chewing with an open mouth, raw meat;
Your blood drool attracts the flies.

I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her,
I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her,
A little bit for myself, don't put a price on your health,
I give a little to her,
I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her.

Don't wait for the sun,
Your story's been spun,
These boys, they just wanna have fun,
But your damage is done.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh...Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh...Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh...Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh...Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!

I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her,
I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her,
A little bit for myself, don't put a price on your health,
I give a little to her,
I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her.

I give a little to her!
I give a little to her!
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, I give a little to her!
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, I give a little to her!