paroles de chanson The Flavour Red - Iain Mannix

No one can tell the difference between the taste it's like,
The factory produced the artificial goods and boxed em up tight, twice
I am binging on all this candy, it tastes amazing!
Spit it out when you hit the core babe
Cause you're only sucking it for the flavouring

It is none of your business who I'm fucking with
Could you be loved? Oh your lonely? Put some effort in
I get away with it all cause I don't give a fuck
I won't fall, I won't cry, till the end of the night.

You're the kinda dog who needs the radio left on
I don't have the time to train a puppy on his own
So fucking stay home, think I care what you're on about
I don't really know half the time what you're on about

Girls in black dresses can teach you some lessons
But first get ur fix on that liquor, the flavour mmmm

It is none of your business
I'm getting impatient quickly
I get away with it all cause I don't give a fuck
I won't fall, I won't cry, till the end of the night

Till the end of the night
I won't cry

Eyes wide
Head lights
Shine bright
Swerve right
Night time
We look good ya?

Eyes wide
Head lights
Shine bright
Swerve right
Night time
We look good ya?

You're wrong, they are not similar, the patterns incomparable
Same artificial but does that make them intentional?
Oh can you see me eating all my damn feelings
Tastes amazing!
I spit it out when I hit the core babe
Cause I'm only sucking it for the flavouring

The flavouring
The flavouring
The flavouring

You taste so good
Like a pretty boy should
Oh I want another
Oh I want another
Oh I want another ...