The Rejects - Refuse To Rot | Текст песни

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i'm the number 13 into 69
i'm christ in a needle and the job's full time
i've broken hearts and i've bled mine dry
i refuse to rot and i refuse to die
i'm not dead, i need more pills
or a bitch to murder and a need to thrill
i'm not happy, so shoot me up
i'm going down and i love bad luck

I Refuse to Rot and I refuse to die
I refuse to fly your flag or even fucking try
I Refuse to Rot and I refuse to die
I refuse to love or hate or smile or fucking cry

I taste like God and your skin's so ripe
a bruise on your flesh, a thorn in your side
trigger finger cum shot crucify
you watch me live so you can watch me die
your words are shit and you taste like piss
and where'd you learn to spit like this?
I'm not your trend and I'm not your slave
I'm not middle ground and I won't behave

I Refuse to Rot and I refuse to die
I refuse to fly your flag or even fucking try
I Refuse to Rot and I refuse to die
I refuse to love or hate or smile or fucking cry

fuck this shit and what they said
gossip hungry bitch needs to get dead
society's cum shot satisfied
hollywood horror no reason why
rumor mill around all the same
just guarantees an early grave
tea cup glamour hand grenade
just another headache serenade

I Refuse to Rot and I refuse to die
I refuse to fly your flag or even fucking try
I Refuse to Rot and I refuse to die
I refuse to love or hate or smile or fucking cry"