Song | Same Solution |
Artist | Nothingface |
Album | Violence |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Before this starts | |
I just want to tell you | |
That you could fuck us | |
Love me, so | |
I can relax | |
So I can aim straight | |
So I can do right for us | |
I know you're inside | |
I know you're cold | |
I know you're saddened by the loss of those | |
They really loved you | |
And now you're cold | |
I'm sorry that you're next, so go | |
Who's next? | |
All rightWith the fucking bruised knees in the black shirt | |
Screaming, all right | |
In the bloody back seat of my black hearse | |
Hanging, all right | |
On a fucking meat hook in my basement | |
Who's next? | |
All rightIt's everybody's time to die | |
My mind does this | |
I can't stop the rage inside | |
My hands again | |
Hate me, so | |
I can relax | |
So I can kill you | |
So I can do right for us | |
No more pretending | |
Were all alone | |
I want to hear just why you left us all | |
We really loved you | |
But now we're cold | |
I'm sorry that you're next to go | |
Who's next? | |
All rightWith the fucking bruised knees in the black shirt | |
Screaming, all right | |
In the bloody back seat of my black hearse | |
Hanging, all right | |
On a fucking meat hook in my basement | |
Who's next? | |
All rightIt's everybody's time to die | |
Yeah, fuck, you'll die you fucking bitch | |
I, well, I can't deny | |
Forensic lies | |
Or hateful sighs | |
I, well, I can't deny | |
Forensic lies | |
Or hateful sighs | |
I'll wait for you | |
I'll wait for you | |
I'm glad you know | |
I cannot take this anymore | |
You’ve pushed me to the limits | |
You sold us this before | |
But I still know | |
We'll find the right one to fight with us now | |
And I know that you're set on us | |
You're set on us, you're set on us |
Before this starts | |
I just want to tell you | |
That you could fuck us | |
Love me, so | |
I can relax | |
So I can aim straight | |
So I can do right for us | |
I know you' re inside | |
I know you' re cold | |
I know you' re saddened by the loss of those | |
They really loved you | |
And now you' re cold | |
I' m sorry that you' re next, so go | |
Who' s next? | |
All rightWith the fucking bruised knees in the black shirt | |
Screaming, all right | |
In the bloody back seat of my black hearse | |
Hanging, all right | |
On a fucking meat hook in my basement | |
Who' s next? | |
All rightIt' s everybody' s time to die | |
My mind does this | |
I can' t stop the rage inside | |
My hands again | |
Hate me, so | |
I can relax | |
So I can kill you | |
So I can do right for us | |
No more pretending | |
Were all alone | |
I want to hear just why you left us all | |
We really loved you | |
But now we' re cold | |
I' m sorry that you' re next to go | |
Who' s next? | |
All rightWith the fucking bruised knees in the black shirt | |
Screaming, all right | |
In the bloody back seat of my black hearse | |
Hanging, all right | |
On a fucking meat hook in my basement | |
Who' s next? | |
All rightIt' s everybody' s time to die | |
Yeah, fuck, you' ll die you fucking bitch | |
I, well, I can' t deny | |
Forensic lies | |
Or hateful sighs | |
I, well, I can' t deny | |
Forensic lies | |
Or hateful sighs | |
I' ll wait for you | |
I' ll wait for you | |
I' m glad you know | |
I cannot take this anymore | |
You' ve pushed me to the limits | |
You sold us this before | |
But I still know | |
We' ll find the right one to fight with us now | |
And I know that you' re set on us | |
You' re set on us, you' re set on us |
Before this starts | |
I just want to tell you | |
That you could fuck us | |
Love me, so | |
I can relax | |
So I can aim straight | |
So I can do right for us | |
I know you' re inside | |
I know you' re cold | |
I know you' re saddened by the loss of those | |
They really loved you | |
And now you' re cold | |
I' m sorry that you' re next, so go | |
Who' s next? | |
All rightWith the fucking bruised knees in the black shirt | |
Screaming, all right | |
In the bloody back seat of my black hearse | |
Hanging, all right | |
On a fucking meat hook in my basement | |
Who' s next? | |
All rightIt' s everybody' s time to die | |
My mind does this | |
I can' t stop the rage inside | |
My hands again | |
Hate me, so | |
I can relax | |
So I can kill you | |
So I can do right for us | |
No more pretending | |
Were all alone | |
I want to hear just why you left us all | |
We really loved you | |
But now we' re cold | |
I' m sorry that you' re next to go | |
Who' s next? | |
All rightWith the fucking bruised knees in the black shirt | |
Screaming, all right | |
In the bloody back seat of my black hearse | |
Hanging, all right | |
On a fucking meat hook in my basement | |
Who' s next? | |
All rightIt' s everybody' s time to die | |
Yeah, fuck, you' ll die you fucking bitch | |
I, well, I can' t deny | |
Forensic lies | |
Or hateful sighs | |
I, well, I can' t deny | |
Forensic lies | |
Or hateful sighs | |
I' ll wait for you | |
I' ll wait for you | |
I' m glad you know | |
I cannot take this anymore | |
You' ve pushed me to the limits | |
You sold us this before | |
But I still know | |
We' ll find the right one to fight with us now | |
And I know that you' re set on us | |
You' re set on us, you' re set on us |