Switchblade Testo

Testo Switchblade

Cutting like a switchblade
Pray to your god tonight
Oh what a beautiful, beautiful day to die

They call these streets the animal zone
The slaughterman makes the killin'
I'm the saint with the balls to carry it out
Hey man what you lookin' at?

There ain't no reason for me, to give a damn about the blood I'm takin'
God without a cause, I'm sick and tired of everyone screamin' at me

Cutting like a switchblade
Pray to your god tonight
Oh what a beautiful, beautiful day to die
Artisti per lettera
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
Privacy Policy
Privacy & Cookie Policy