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アーティスト:Five Iron Frenzy  アルバム:Cheeses...(Of Nazareth) 

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Johnny's got a grip on a blissful life, He sucks on the smoke from the dope in his pipe. Wrapped around his fingers, a noose is loosing slack, strangling his forearm to fill his veins with smack. P.C.P. spells gun to the head, half a syringe or a barrel full of lead. Grasping at straws and coming up empty, Carving with his life this somber song of hope: "Kill me." Sally spells success M-O-N-E-Y If she steps on some toes, it's an eye for an eye. She's climbing up the ladder, she's building up a wall, to block out the world or the fear that she'll fall. Tightrope things, conviction never stops. Money means nothing from a 40 floor drop. Her security blanket has worn itself thin, she's hanging in the closet from a rope of her own sin. Nothing changes, nothing will. Always skeptic, primed for the kill. Seeking nothing but selfish gain,


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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