Текст песни A TASTE OF THE FLAME - Shawn Christmas

You're just a has-been
Think it's fuckin tragic
I don't need your address
Hell's home to your mattress
Pick your latest habits
Sex, drugs, kinky addicts
Check out of your sadness
Welcome to the madness

Do you have a taste for something hellish
Another way to make yourself more selfish
I see through your greedy ways, you're all the same
Now make your reservation
Sign your life away

Another deal to make
Let's play this game
So surely distant from heaven's pearly gates
Another hour spent to lie awake
To set a fire get a taste of the flame

You're just a has-been
Think it's fuckin tragic
I don't need your address
Hell's home to your mattress
Pick your latest habits
Sex, drugs, kinky addicts
Check out of your sadness
Welcome to the madness, has-been

Twisted bitter taste, a bad trip
Overdose by habit
Problematic by fashion
Now's the time to cash in
Do you want to stay in the inferno
You can try to run but evil follows
You will learn to love the place
Your hell awaits
Now sign the contract
Hand me your soul and count your days

Another deal to make
Let's play this game
Do you remember how you got to this place
How many years have passed since you've sealed your fate
Make yourself at home
Enjoy your stay

Enjoy your stay
You can't take back all your evil ways

You're just a has-been
Think it's fuckin tragic
I don't need your address
Hell's home to your mattress
Pick your latest habits
Sex, drugs, kinky addicts
Check out of your sadness
Welcome to the madness, has-been

You've painted a picture of your problems
Nobody else is gonna solve them
Your second nature outed you to be
More helpless than you've ever expected to be

Enjoy your stay
You can't take back all your evil ways
You're just a has-been
Think it's fuckin tragic
I don't need your address
Hell's home to your mattress
Pick your latest habits
Sex, drugs, kinky addicts
Check out of your sadness
Welcome to the madness, has-been