Sunday, March 2, 2008
Blooddrunk - Children Of Bodom
They said drinking is a way to die.
But at the end, dying is a way to drink.
Blooddrunk
I'll break or dance, let you decide.
Too much of foreign you bring on by.
Do you have something to blame in such short time?
You are the one crying.
Degenerate, throwing the wreck of life.
Someone is spilling your own blood.
That's very hot, scars already made.
Ready for another drink anyone?
They talk to you but no we don't.
We thought maybe you could restore.
Day over day, they should get it hard
Yes we die, they could never stop.
BLOODDRUNK
Wasted again.
They smile or they will fight.
BLOODDRUNK
You call me insane.
You get me Blooddrunk with a razor blade.
Degenerate, dropping the wreck of life.
Someone is spilling your own blood.
That's very hot, scars already made.
Ready for another drink anyone?
BLOODDRUNK
Wasted again.
They smile or they will fight.
BLOODDRUNK
You call me insane.
You get me Blooddrunk with a razor blade.
BLOODDRUNK
Wasted again.
They smile or they will fight.
BLOODDRUNK
You call me insane.
You get me Blooddrunk with a razor blade.
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