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• Artiste: Super Snake
• Titre: Anton Chigurh
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And the night set in A crescent moon in the shape of your bed And across the hall Faint fumes filled with alcohol Was it all a dream? Or was it kerosene Handcuffed to a wall Your mouth looked tight stuffed with all that gauze Let's get your blood cold out of the house Let's bleach your hair straight into your mouth Let's push those thumbs clean up in a trap Let's sew your veins right into a map I could get you to beg I could get you to steal I could get you to pray And then die for the cause I dragged your body Over splintered floors I heard you squealing How you just want more You winked when I was through Aching for some chrome to chew You guessed it girl You're gonna be my world my doll, my holy war Let's get your blood cold out of the house Let's bleach your hair straight into your mouth Let's push those thumbs clean up in a trap Let's sew your veins right into a map I could get you to beg I could get you to steal I could get you to pray And then die for the cause Dirty vultures screaming like your demons Little Betty drowning in the deep end At your local pool In your suburbs I could get you to beg I could get you to steal I could get you to pray And then die for the cause