Testo Banshee - ten56.
Testo della canzone Banshee (ten56.), tratta dall'album IO
The clock's stayed tickin', he got stuck in the pit
That lonely boy is still as lonely and his brain just as sick, fuck him
He's just a brain-dead head case
Always been strange, the little fruitcake
Watch out 'cause I heard he might just be one sandwich short of a picnic
Stay back 'cause he might go pop, next thing, we know that boy psychotic
I heard around the town that he's an alcoholic
Poppin' them pills like there's no tomorrow
(Poppin' them pills like there's no tomorrow)
Now give me one good reason not to slit your fuckin' throat now
Zero patience yet it's wearin' thin
Five bodies in my basement, rottin' but six
If you really wanna play that game
He don't think twice (think twice)
Dark circles, dead eyes (dead eyes)
Nowhere to hide (to hide)
Blue skin, red ice
(Screamin' will only make it worse)
Cold feet, blood on the back of the car seat
Nine millimeter at arm's reach
We're goin' out with a fuckin' bang
No regrets, pointin' the barrel at my head
Give me the warmth of the hot lead
Let's put an end to this bloodshed, kill me (dead)
One chance to come outta the other end, no mental scarrin'
Zero opportunities to see the bright side
Five foster homes before he finally fuckin' snapped
Day six, they found his broken body hangin'
One chance to come outta the other end, no mental scarrin'
Zero opportunities to see the bright side
Five foster homes before he finally fuckin' snapped
Day six, they found his broken body hangin'
One
Zero
Five
Six
Hangin'
Credits
Writer(s): Quentin Godet, Aaron Matts, Steeves Deloustal, Arnaud Verrier, Luka Garotin, Martin Gronnier
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