Paroles de Scumbag Blues
Them Crooked Vultures69371
Innocence has no resistance
against a wicked counsellor such as I.
You won't make it out.
Shall I lead you to my parlour,
poison offers disguised, in just your size.
You won't make it out.
You may think me altruistic,
feel my dark hypnosis closing in.
You won't make it out.
Then you grow cold,
cold
as a stare.
As if no,
none,
could compare.
But you don't know,
how close,
to ensnare.
When I control,
you will
despair.
Sycophancy, solipsistic,
SPIDER PLAYS THE FOOL
TO LURE THE FLY.
You won't make it out.
Then you grow cold,
cold
as a stare.
As if no,
none,
could compare.
But you don't know,
how close,
to ensnare.
When I control,
you will
despair.
Interprète
Them Crooked Vultures
Adaptateur
John Baldwin
Compositeurs
Josh Homme , John Baldwin
Éditeurs
Warner Chappell Music France , The Redundancy Corporation Of Redundancy Music , Cap Three Ltd
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