Текст песни Chinese Burn (Lunatic Calm mix) - CURVE
She
burns
friends
like
a
piece
of
wood
And
she's
jealous
of
me
because
she
never
could
Hold
herself
up
without
a
spine
And
she'll
look
me
up
when
she's
doing
fine
Because
the
rage
it
burns
like
Chinese
torture
She's
just
someone's
favourite
daughter
Spoilt
and
ugly
as
she
willingly
slaughters
Friends
and
enemies
they're
all
the
same
All
the
same
Crush
her
fame
Burn
her
name
She'll
break
a
promise
as
a
matter
of
course
Because
she
thinks
it's
fun
to
have
no
remorse
She
gets
what
she
wants
and
then
walks
away
And
she
doesn't
give
a
fuck
what
you
might
say
Because
it
cuts
her
up
like
Irish
mortar
Mother's
pride
is
what
we
taught
her
Soiled
and
petty
as
we
happily
taunt
her
Friend
or
enemy
we're
all
to
blame
If
she
sits
still
like
she
knows
she
could
She
could
win
this
game
and
be
the
queen
for
good
Save
herself
up
for
the
cream
of
the
crop
Then
she'll
look
us
up
when
she's
ready
to
stop
Because
the
rage
it
burns
like
Chinese
torture
She's
just
someone's
favourite
daughter
Spoilt
and
ugly
as
she
willingly
slaughters
Friends
and
enemies
they're
all
the
same
To
burn
her
name
Crush
her
flame
We're
all
to
blame
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