Song | Disgust |
Artist | KMFDM |
Album | Don't Blow Your Top |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I’m born to cry, | |
I live and die | |
I search and find, | |
I waste my time | |
I blame my loss when | |
I drag my cross | |
I reach my parts, | |
I see disgust | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on to my disgust | |
I dig, I creep, | |
I laugh and sleep | |
I roll and thunder, | |
I steal and plunder | |
I twitch, | |
I grow sometimes | |
I wonderMy mind so slow | |
I gotta hold on to my disgust | |
You should see it work, the politics and dirt | |
Give it to you inch by inch, raving in other style | |
Take it from you mile by mile as they winch them in | |
Well, so the south she cries, about the west they smile | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on | |
I gotta hold on |
I' m born to cry, | |
I live and die | |
I search and find, | |
I waste my time | |
I blame my loss when | |
I drag my cross | |
I reach my parts, | |
I see disgust | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on to my disgust | |
I dig, I creep, | |
I laugh and sleep | |
I roll and thunder, | |
I steal and plunder | |
I twitch, | |
I grow sometimes | |
I wonderMy mind so slow | |
I gotta hold on to my disgust | |
You should see it work, the politics and dirt | |
Give it to you inch by inch, raving in other style | |
Take it from you mile by mile as they winch them in | |
Well, so the south she cries, about the west they smile | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on | |
I gotta hold on |
I' m born to cry, | |
I live and die | |
I search and find, | |
I waste my time | |
I blame my loss when | |
I drag my cross | |
I reach my parts, | |
I see disgust | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on to my disgust | |
I dig, I creep, | |
I laugh and sleep | |
I roll and thunder, | |
I steal and plunder | |
I twitch, | |
I grow sometimes | |
I wonderMy mind so slow | |
I gotta hold on to my disgust | |
You should see it work, the politics and dirt | |
Give it to you inch by inch, raving in other style | |
Take it from you mile by mile as they winch them in | |
Well, so the south she cries, about the west they smile | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on | |
I gotta hold on, | |
I gotta hold on | |
I gotta hold on |