Testo The Coolness Of Being Wretched - Emil Bulls
Testo della canzone The Coolness Of Being Wretched (Emil Bulls), tratta dall'album Porcelain
Whiskey, wine, dope, stale cigarette smoke
Mud, blood, beer, stale cigarette smoke
Whiskey, wine, dope, stale cigarette smoke
Mud, blood, beer, stale cigarette smoke
Whiskey, wine, dope, stale cigarette smoke
Mud, blood, beer, stale cigarette smoke
I'm so mean, I make medicine sick
All right, don't waste all my batteries
Killer of my fantasy
I'm drowning, take it all over me
My music, my crap, my reality
I've lost all my fantasies
And I've got the vigor of a five-second porno stream
A monster creeps inside of me
It's sucking all my energy
I'm aching for serenity
Corrosion of my testimony
I've lost all my fantasies
And I've got the vigor of a five-second porno stream
Deteriorated to the level of a dumb beast
I beg your pardon, but that's the real me
Yeah
I'm so mean that it might make medicine sick
A fool, creeper in effigy behaving rudimentary
Pain, still, hate, still
Pain, living, hate, still
Yeah
Whiskey, wine, dope, stale cigarette smoke
Mud, blood, beer
I'm so mean, I make medicine sick
All right
I've lost all my fantasies
And I've got the vigor of a five-second porno stream
Deteriorated to the level of a dumb beast
I beg your pardon, but that's the real me
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Writer(s): Ricky Glam, Christoph Von Freydorf, Citnoh, M-oikal, Graint, Zamzoe
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