Paroles de Fentanyl
How sweet it is to get hate from youHow sweet it is to get hate from you
Trust no one, they’re the enemy
Trust no one, they’re the enemy
Trust no one, they’re the enemy
Torture, lies, dark vanity
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
How sweet it is to get lies from you
How sweet it is to get lies from you
In my eyes, you’re the enemy
In my eyes, you’re the enemy
In my eyes, you’re the enemy
Torture, lies, dark vanity
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
Pressure
