Contactez-nous

• Artiste: Abuse (US)
• Titre: Bolted
Assurez-vous que les corrections sont tout à fait exactes
S'il vous plaît, les mettez en évidence en quelque sorte!
Vous pouvez, par exemple, écrire
INCORRECT: avant la mauvaise ligne
CORRECT: avant la correspondant ligne correcte
Autrement, nous ne pouvons les corriger pas! Merci pour votre aide.
Funny how the sun wil burn on with unhappy scarred on your face. It's time we left this fucking evil place. And I swear - Held and mounted, scraped and bounted. Lights forming before my eyes like dead trees floating in the skies. Holdme, bolt me, strap me to your throne. They come now here, to smoke my hollow bones. Rape me, scrape me, from the cold concrete. Theri simple eyes, they came to watch me bleed. Sacred words you preached unto me, now you'll burn, with your selfish kind. Happiness comes from ones that are not su fucking blind. And I swear - Held and mounted, scrapped and bounted. Lights forming before my eyes. Hold me, bolt me, strap me to your throne. They come now here to smoke my hollow bones. As drams fell form the flourescent skies. And these dreams of light swept between you and I. and I swear not to see it cold. Blood stains, grow on the face of old. Triggered - to the chance that I may not kill. No, not by my own will. Pain - They come to watch me bleed. Strange - they know everything. Don't leave me here ... no, not alone. Ashes they form in the blacks of the eyes like dead trees floating in the skies. Don't leave me here - not just to die. Sacred words you preached unto me - So fucking blind