Song | Last Of The Real |
Artist | Stone Sour |
Album | House of Gold & Bones Part 1 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Where’s my crucifix? | |
Where’re my cigarettes? | |
This hypodermic melancholy is not enough | |
Scratch test credit fraud- this hate is all | |
I’ve gotJust feed me whiskey and you’ll feel me- the time has come | |
Imagine all the people belittled and abused | |
You want a revolution? | |
I want the fucking truth | |
NO VOODOO | |
ORDEAL CAN | |
STOP ME NO | |
WI’ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantTHE | |
LAST OF TH | |
E REAL CAN’ | |
T STOP ME | |
NOWI’ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantHundred dollar bills and quiet little kills | |
Think you can hold me? | |
It’ll take an army- | |
I’m everywhere | |
You press into the flesh; clichés are beat to death | |
Is this the best you can come up with? | |
Feels like despair | |
I made the news today- front page above the fold | |
You tell me | |
God is dead- | |
I’ll show you | |
Hell is cold | |
NO VOODOO | |
ORDEAL CAN | |
STOP ME NO | |
WI’ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantTHE | |
LAST OF TH | |
E REAL CAN’ | |
T STOP ME | |
NOWI’ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantUntil you give me what | |
I wantUntil you give me what | |
I wantBow your fucking head/ desecrate your dead/ can’t you see | |
You’re letting all the lies get in/ close your eyes for | |
I have fucking sinned | |
Your talk is doubt/ remember how you wanted to be born again? | |
Well, you weren’t born for this… | |
NO VOODOO | |
ORDEAL CAN | |
STOP ME NO | |
WI’ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantTHE | |
LAST OF TH | |
E REAL CAN’ | |
T STOP ME | |
NOWI’ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantUntil you give me what | |
I wantYou can’t stop me now | |
You can’t stop me now |
Where' s my crucifix? | |
Where' re my cigarettes? | |
This hypodermic melancholy is not enough | |
Scratch test credit fraud this hate is all | |
I' ve gotJust feed me whiskey and you' ll feel me the time has come | |
Imagine all the people belittled and abused | |
You want a revolution? | |
I want the fucking truth | |
NO VOODOO | |
ORDEAL CAN | |
STOP ME NO | |
WI' ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantTHE | |
LAST OF TH | |
E REAL CAN' | |
T STOP ME | |
NOWI' ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantHundred dollar bills and quiet little kills | |
Think you can hold me? | |
It' ll take an army | |
I' m everywhere | |
You press into the flesh cliche s are beat to death | |
Is this the best you can come up with? | |
Feels like despair | |
I made the news today front page above the fold | |
You tell me | |
God is dead | |
I' ll show you | |
Hell is cold | |
NO VOODOO | |
ORDEAL CAN | |
STOP ME NO | |
WI' ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantTHE | |
LAST OF TH | |
E REAL CAN' | |
T STOP ME | |
NOWI' ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantUntil you give me what | |
I wantUntil you give me what | |
I wantBow your fucking head desecrate your dead can' t you see | |
You' re letting all the lies get in close your eyes for | |
I have fucking sinned | |
Your talk is doubt remember how you wanted to be born again? | |
Well, you weren' t born for this | |
NO VOODOO | |
ORDEAL CAN | |
STOP ME NO | |
WI' ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantTHE | |
LAST OF TH | |
E REAL CAN' | |
T STOP ME | |
NOWI' ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantUntil you give me what | |
I wantYou can' t stop me now | |
You can' t stop me now |
Where' s my crucifix? | |
Where' re my cigarettes? | |
This hypodermic melancholy is not enough | |
Scratch test credit fraud this hate is all | |
I' ve gotJust feed me whiskey and you' ll feel me the time has come | |
Imagine all the people belittled and abused | |
You want a revolution? | |
I want the fucking truth | |
NO VOODOO | |
ORDEAL CAN | |
STOP ME NO | |
WI' ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantTHE | |
LAST OF TH | |
E REAL CAN' | |
T STOP ME | |
NOWI' ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantHundred dollar bills and quiet little kills | |
Think you can hold me? | |
It' ll take an army | |
I' m everywhere | |
You press into the flesh cliché s are beat to death | |
Is this the best you can come up with? | |
Feels like despair | |
I made the news today front page above the fold | |
You tell me | |
God is dead | |
I' ll show you | |
Hell is cold | |
NO VOODOO | |
ORDEAL CAN | |
STOP ME NO | |
WI' ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantTHE | |
LAST OF TH | |
E REAL CAN' | |
T STOP ME | |
NOWI' ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantUntil you give me what | |
I wantUntil you give me what | |
I wantBow your fucking head desecrate your dead can' t you see | |
You' re letting all the lies get in close your eyes for | |
I have fucking sinned | |
Your talk is doubt remember how you wanted to be born again? | |
Well, you weren' t born for this | |
NO VOODOO | |
ORDEAL CAN | |
STOP ME NO | |
WI' ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantTHE | |
LAST OF TH | |
E REAL CAN' | |
T STOP ME | |
NOWI' ll tear this place apart until you give me what | |
I wantUntil you give me what | |
I wantYou can' t stop me now | |
You can' t stop me now |