Conscience Killer Songtext
von Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

I′m a constant sinner
A conscience killer
I'm a righteous heartache
Never gonna let you get close to mine
I′m a punk every time
Give me little room and I'll spit in your eye

Cause it don't mean all that much, does it?
But we never really had a choice
No, it don′t mean all that much to us
But we never really had a choice
We′re conscience killers

I'm a red-blooded sickness
There was no way around it
I′m a fine line teaser
Never been nothing but a cheater
I'm a son of the night
Give a little room and I′ll spit in your eye


Cause it don't mean all that much, does it?
But we never really had a choice
No it don′t mean all that much to us
But we never really had a choice
We're conscience killers
Don't want no conscience at all

I′m nails
I′m a knife
I'm a preacher with a gun
I′m a one man lie
I'm a king
I′m a ruse
I'm born again with no life to lose

Cause it don′t mean all that much, does it?
But we never really had a choice
No, it don't mean all that much to us
But we never really had a choice
We're conscience killers
Don′t want no conscience at all