The Poor Souls Of Pompeii - Don't Let Go текст песни

beyond any doubt, my dear
may I make a suggestion:
Just be quiet.
Close your foul mouth.
It's all lies, it's all lies, it's all lies
Beyond any doubt, my dear.
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I look at you and blood spills from my asshole
Blue pills? Try to swallow!
Your words drill into my brain,
it's all lies, it's all lies, it's all lies, Whoa ho ho ho!

Don't let go
When you feel you've got it coming
I won't let go
When you fall asleep behind the wheel of a
Stolen car, and you get the same old notion
I won't let you do
What you've done before.

So re-arrange the system
The rules of the game
Verify, verify, verify
Beyond any doubt my dear
You give me indigestion
The smell of hatred
What a fragrance
Beautify, but it's all lies, it's all lies
beyond any doubt, my dear

I look at you and my arse becomes my elbow,
Red pills? Try to swallow!
Your words drill into my brain,
it's all lies, it's all lies, it's all lies, Whoa ho ho ho!

Don't let go
When you feel you've got it coming
I won't let go
When you fall asleep behind the wheel of a
Stolen car, and you get the same old notion
I won't let you do
What you've done before.

Don't let go
When you feel you've got it coming
I won't let go
When you fall asleep behind the wheel of a
Stolen car, and you get the same old notion
I won't let you do
What you've done before
And you'll do now
And I won't let go...