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• Artiste: A Dull Science
• Titre: Spineless
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You're either shockingly selfish or surprisingly unaware Of the blatant disregard that you share With the people that you swear you care about But I figured you out You're just as crooked as your smile And you know it And I'll expose you for it Oh, oh, oh I'll break your bones with my hands I'll pull your spine from your back So we can really see how spineless you can be And then I'll reach in the mess And rip your heart from the chest Hell, if you only knew these things I'd do to you You can deny it up and down from the sky to the ground Cause all you talk in is circles It has you spinning around But it's too late now for you to fix what you've done Even your shiny, silver tongue couldn't get you out of this one Oh, oh, oh I'll break your bones with my hands I'll pull your spine from your back So we can really see how spineless you can be And then I'll reach in the mess And rip your heart from the chest So I can show you this How bad it really is I'll grab the knife from the shelf I'll cut your tongue from your mouth So you can suffer from How tasteless you've become And then I'll start with your lips And hack you up into bits Hell, if you know knew these things I'd do to you This conversation's growing old And it's getting colder outside So, I think it might be best if you left as soon as possible Before something horrible happens I cannot be held accountable for actions that I cannot control I can't control (Is there anybody even in there?) (Is there anybody even in there?) I'll break your bones with my hands I'll pull your spine from your back So we can really see how spineless you can be And then I'll reach in the mess And rip your heart from the chest So I can show you this How bad it really is I'll grab the knife off the shelf I'll cut your tongue from your mouth So you can suffer from How tasteless you've become And then I'll start with your lips And hack you up into bits Hell, if you know knew these things I'd do do you