Rival Sons - Torture Тексты

Here comes another one
Limping over the hill
Say's the lion with the respect to eat the body of his kill
But you just take the heart and you do it for the thrill

Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's torture
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's torture

Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's torture
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's torture

Poison for the belly
Sugar in the gas tank of my brain
And you give me no excuses because I don't make you explain
I'm a bitch for your abuse and a glutton for the pain

Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's torture
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's torture

Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's torture
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's torture

And here comes another one
Limping over the hill
Say's the lion with the respect to eat the body of his kill
But you just take the heart and you do it for the thrill, yeah

It's torture

Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's torture
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's torture

Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's torture
Ooh, ooh, ooh
It's torture
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