paroles de chanson My Sweetheart, the Whore - Name

She's the devil with amazing breasts
He's a dreamer, when he dreams of flawless escape
He's not alone, that seems to be enough
I am a machine
A shell of what I dream
I am you
Crush us with high heels and coach bags, please...
Fuck my brains out
Innocence is out of style...
(Note: this changes the way I dream)
COWARD
COWARD
COWARD
Waiting, memorizing me
Here: here's the helping hand holding a grudge
Looks like I'm the joke this time
Incoming
Please stand by please stand by
Worthless message
Please stand by please stand by
I'm trying
Please stand by please stand by
To help you
Please stand by please stand by
Everything's a test
Please stand by, you're a fucking test
Please stand by please stand by
Everything's a test
Please stand by, you're a fucking test
You fuck
Trauma is god
God's hand pushing me away
I'm trying to help you...
You cried out softly, that you "had to feel one soft song to end it all". So, I found the peace in melody...