Tytuł: Writhe

• Wykonawca: Kyuss
• Wyświetleń: 300

  
   Everyone seems to be servin' for satan
  Guess I will too
  What a joke, you make me laugh
  'Till I turn blue
  
  Any tale goes out to there
  What a manly lookin' crew
  I don't think I'll tease my hair
  I'd rather sit here teasing you
  
  Cast your eyes, my snakes down on the floor
  Out you go and in come one and hundred more
  
  I seem to lost my cowboy boots
  With green fringe runnin' down the side
  My soul machine has made me green
  'Cause my jeans didnt turn out tight
  
  And all these ruins I turn for you
  Ya keep my livin' alive
  Your smile overweighs the miles
  And your kiss makes it worth the ride
  
  Cast your eyes, my snakes down on the floor
  Out you go and in come one and hundred more