paroles de chanson Curuthers Was Nasty - Fyrce Muons

Curuthers was nasty
A simpleton's method of cruel was gain
The following boys were intent upon teasing
Their ugly game
The locker room antics had turned their own mischief to tortured rage
A victim is nothing but fodder for boys who would bully with their brains

A woman is simple when she holds a razor up to your neck
She feeds on the fearful she feeds on the desperate
In love that way
To demonstrate power a man must not cower for those to see
The force of a blow is as easy as tripping the soul of me