Songtexte Crying - L.A. Guns

So tired, hot wired
Straight to the middle of my skull
Bone breaker, salt shaker
Pour it down in the hole

You're so bad, so you think
Must be mad 'cause you're weak
If you had time to think
You'd be crying, crying, crying
You'd be crying, crying

Praying mantis, your deadly dance is
Bite my head off and go
False healer, dirty dealer
Stand with the lies that you told

You're so bad, so you think
Must be mad 'cause you're weak
If you had time to think
You'd be crying, crying, crying
You'd be crying, crying

You're so bad, so you think
Must be mad 'cause you're weak
If you had time to think
You'd be crying, crying
Crying, crying

Crying, crying
Crying, crying