Mr. Gore Songtext
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Mr. Gore Songtext
I′ll burn that bridge right down, right down to the ground
I'll blast it all to hell with the explosives that I′ve found
And I'll cover up my tracks to make every getaway
No one knows my whereabouts
I'm skipping out and leaving town today
There′ll probably be some more, and sure as shit there was
I couldn′t seem to get enough, I do just what a psycho does
All I gotta do to get me through is just think about your eyes
How they rest on that wooden chest in my room, attracting all those flies
I'll be a vessel of destruction, and you can be my muse
I′ll play a mean game of seduction to keep the girly girls confused
I won't regret a single thing, I′ve got no remorse
It delivers me from memories each time I kill
They call me Mr. Gore
Mr. Gore (alright)
The most handsome man to date, strapped to the electric chair
Nothing left to do but smile and wave, they shaved off all my perfect hair
For all my charms, I can't disarm that fella pullin′ on the switch
2,000 volts, and now I'm toast
Dead at best, a broken hearted wreck, so sick
I'll be a vessel of destruction, and you can be my muse
I′ll play a mean game of seduction to keep the girly girls confused
I won′t regret a single thing, I've got no remorse
It delivers me from memories each time I kill
They call me Mr. Gore
Mr. Gore
Mr. Gore
Mr. Gore (hey)
I'll blast it all to hell with the explosives that I′ve found
And I'll cover up my tracks to make every getaway
No one knows my whereabouts
I'm skipping out and leaving town today
There′ll probably be some more, and sure as shit there was
I couldn′t seem to get enough, I do just what a psycho does
All I gotta do to get me through is just think about your eyes
How they rest on that wooden chest in my room, attracting all those flies
I'll be a vessel of destruction, and you can be my muse
I′ll play a mean game of seduction to keep the girly girls confused
I won't regret a single thing, I′ve got no remorse
It delivers me from memories each time I kill
They call me Mr. Gore
Mr. Gore (alright)
The most handsome man to date, strapped to the electric chair
Nothing left to do but smile and wave, they shaved off all my perfect hair
For all my charms, I can't disarm that fella pullin′ on the switch
2,000 volts, and now I'm toast
Dead at best, a broken hearted wreck, so sick
I'll be a vessel of destruction, and you can be my muse
I′ll play a mean game of seduction to keep the girly girls confused
I won′t regret a single thing, I've got no remorse
It delivers me from memories each time I kill
They call me Mr. Gore
Mr. Gore
Mr. Gore
Mr. Gore (hey)
Writer(s): Tracy Ray Bird, Stephen Wayne Matthews Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

