Manwhore Songtext
von Spike 1000
Manwhore Songtext
If you start to make me feel drained
Why′d you wash me like I was stained?
Would you first look at yourself and ask that question?
There was something that came to my head
Something like I thought you were dead
Could it be I'd go to hell for thinking that?
Negative emotions fill through your eyes
Swallow your tongue, you′re ready to cry
She becomes a machine at the moment of failure
And I hold the edge, little boy
You hide instead, little boy
You ask me if I am real
And I'm left explaining your goddamn
Let me address the hate in your skin
Suddenly now you're dropping that grin
Let me tell you you′re fighting me for no good reason
It seems like I′ve ditched you before
Easy enough for such a mad whore
You better run with your dick between your legs
And I hold the edge, little boy
You hide instead, little boy
You ask me if I am real
And I'm left explaining your goddamn
And I feel no pain
Then you ask me if I am strange
Do you want to walk this way?
Did you ask me if I could play?
Punch me again and again like some sucker to me
I don′t think you know what you're doing to me, man
You know what?
One of these days I′m gonna get up and punch you in the fucking face
There was something that came to my head
Something like I thought you were dead
Could it be I'd go to hell for thinking that?
And I hold the edge, little boy
You hide instead, little boy
You ask me if I am real
And I′m left explaining your goddamn
And I hold the edge, little boy
You hide instead, little boy
You ask me if I am real
And I'm left explaining your goddamn
Why′d you wash me like I was stained?
Would you first look at yourself and ask that question?
There was something that came to my head
Something like I thought you were dead
Could it be I'd go to hell for thinking that?
Negative emotions fill through your eyes
Swallow your tongue, you′re ready to cry
She becomes a machine at the moment of failure
And I hold the edge, little boy
You hide instead, little boy
You ask me if I am real
And I'm left explaining your goddamn
Let me address the hate in your skin
Suddenly now you're dropping that grin
Let me tell you you′re fighting me for no good reason
It seems like I′ve ditched you before
Easy enough for such a mad whore
You better run with your dick between your legs
And I hold the edge, little boy
You hide instead, little boy
You ask me if I am real
And I'm left explaining your goddamn
And I feel no pain
Then you ask me if I am strange
Do you want to walk this way?
Did you ask me if I could play?
Punch me again and again like some sucker to me
I don′t think you know what you're doing to me, man
You know what?
One of these days I′m gonna get up and punch you in the fucking face
There was something that came to my head
Something like I thought you were dead
Could it be I'd go to hell for thinking that?
And I hold the edge, little boy
You hide instead, little boy
You ask me if I am real
And I′m left explaining your goddamn
And I hold the edge, little boy
You hide instead, little boy
You ask me if I am real
And I'm left explaining your goddamn
Writer(s): Michael O'brien, Paul Maros, Jefferey Shields, Steven Collymore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

