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Artiste:
Knives Out!
Titre:
Pink On The Inside
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You're now my new obsession and i don't even know your name I've got your pictures up all over the computer screen Lethal injection, you're the only one I'm dreaming of I crave the destructive hit from the gutter down to the pulpit Here, kitty kitty, come and tighten the leash How about a little discipline for the violent beast Swinging machetes in a crowded room, and now I'm coming after you Pink on the inside, a sweet tooth for genocide A heretic in the family tree, selling misery-flavored candy Now scream my name and let me know you're still alive Come taste your savior as my honey drips down from the hive Bulldoze the mass graves, spitting fire from the burning hole Haunted humanity, church bells chime the death toll Get yourself a mouthful, choke on it and spit it out Sins of the flesh, my love, will set this world on fire Pink on the inside, a sweet tooth for genocide A heretic in the family tree, selling misery-flavored candy Now scream my name and let me know you're still alive Come taste your savior as my honey drips down from the hive All your dirty secrets preserved in formaldehyde From the cradle to the grave, now no one will be saved Here, here I am, feeding you right out of my hand Ever since the second world war, you've had a sweet tooth for genocide Ever since the second world war, you've been eating from the palm of my hand Pink on the inside, a sweet tooth for genocide A heretic in the family tree, selling misery-flavored candy Now scream my name and let me know you're still alive Come taste your savior as my honey drips down from the hive All your dirty secrets preserved in formaldehyde From the cradle to the grave, now no one will be saved She tells me that she has a thirst for blood A little of the devil's wine that flows inside of everyone