Whatever happens, happens... go! You know I have no reasons for being wit today I had my ?? addicted and I`m having it all today My elegance is taunting
power to destroy our lives for good We never give ourselves to chance to be Always looking up Skunk Anansie Skunk, skunk, skunk, skunk Skunk, skunk, skunk, skunk Skunk
YOU HAVE SEEN ME LIE YOU HAVE SEEN ME CRUCIFY RESPECT SEEN REDUNDANT EYES SEEN THE TENSION STAGGER TO THE MIKE MADE THE BED TOO HIGH HAVE TO SLAG
I CAN`T WEEP, ONLY CRY I CAN MOVE, I DENY SEE MY SMILE, EAT,EAT,EAT FE, FE, FEED YOU SO DAMN SWEET SHE`S CAL-LING, SHE`S CAL-LING SHE`S MY HEROINE, SHE
You kill me with your smelly fingers Your smelly fingers from the sex you had on Christmas Day And now you say you're feeling guilty You're feeling guilty
I've been biding my time, been so subtly kind, I've got to think so selfishly, 'cos you're the face inside of me. I've been biding my days, you see
Crack the head against the wall It's a never over 'til you've killed the manic expression one for all Stand too tall Terror skinned him to the bone He
I tried to fix the cooker in the kitchen Gas was coming out of every hole Everything was leaking, reeking always So I went down to the office of the dole
I saw a weird boy he looked at me with a look of pure hate nobody knew all the grief where he'd been he was a sad case he was a victim of a dirty good
Isn't there the same effect Down to claimb the stain Throw me just another week Cling onto reality I find the others standing Additives are banging Love
SKINNY KACKY PARA, PARA DUTTY DYKIE NIGGER SELLOUT WHITEY LIBERALS WHO HANG WITH BLACKIE SINNERS ON MY HOTEL TV ON MY HOTEL TV PRIVATE HOTEL TV TURN
milk is my sugar sweet grovelling thy shall convert me my favourite sin meat makes it snappy snap back and thigh good work for pellow i'm so alive milk
WHO PUT THE LITTLE BABY SWASTIKKKA ON THE WALL WHO PUT THE LITTLE BABY SWASTIKKKA ON THE WALL WASN`T VERY HIGH COULDNA BEEN MORE THAN FOUR YEARS OLD
Two coloured eyes, blind race of ice Unturned my swallowed intent, fucking my sense up, interrogance he fist will hold my world let `em go, into his world
Sometimes all the moments, that we savoured for the last, get crushed between the good & bad, from pressures we have had, but you know I can't conceive
Non c'e contatto di non cosa con mucosa eppur mi infetto di te, che arrivi e porti desideri e capogiri in versi appassionati e indirizzati a me; e
I want you to grieve the way I grieve tonight. I've drained out my face too tired of being right. This is the way its still weeping such lover in this
I’m watching you insense me With your effervescent hate You can kill without obsession With your morals from the state Incredible, conceivable You justify