paroles de chanson Facemelter - Demise

Crooked people, crooked faces
Crooked thugs, in crooked spaces
Filled with drugs, where demons hanging
Toting slugs, and pistols banging

Yeah, that cocaine it keep me brainless
Get so sick of the waiting, been popping pills to stay patient

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Face
Facemelter, yah