Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Heroin Chic , by - My Dying Bride. Release date: 31.12.1997
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Heroin Chic , by - My Dying Bride. Heroin Chic |
| Falling flat, falling on my face |
| Up yours you fucking basket case |
| Come on, come on, take a shot |
| Kick me, kicking you, kick the lot |
| Talk to you with a frightening blade |
| Hear me stalk through the 6th fucking grade |
| Bar wax clogging up your head |
| Maybe you’re dumb, maybe you wanna be dead |
| Take a ride through a city tonight |
| Or we can stay here smoking shit |
| Fear grabs like a falling man |
| Unforgiving is its choking hand |
| Come on, come on if you’ve got the guts |
| Kill me now cuz I don’t give a fuck |
| In, out, baby I don’t mind. |
| Nice cunt. |
| Nice behind |
| Groping around like a stupid kid |
| Bastards fucking everywhere |
| It’s all I see, I can’t help but stare |
| Talking crap and looking like a twit |
| See the blade. |
| Feel the blade in your back |
| This night. |
| This night is hot |
| Hope it rains. |
| Hope it rains a lot |
| Everywhere suckers stop and stare |
| Fucking city’s just a fucking mess |
| Up to its neck in fucking piss |
| Children playing with broken glass |
| Kill themselves for a laugh |
| Tired of being sold as meat |
| Whores give up beating on my meat |
| Actually, you know, I don’t really mind |
| Too many scabs. |
| Flesh is hard to find |
| Crime is here. |
| Here to stay |
| Under pressure to admit you’re gay |
| No money. |
| No love. |
| No luck |
| Tough shit, stupid, worthless fuck |
| Say you will. |
| Say you won’t. |
| Say you will |
| Shit and scum. |
| Fucking pigs everywhere |
| Harassing me but I don’t fucking care |
| I’m not free. |
| They’re always tying me down |
| Taking me. |
| Taking me down town |
| Bitches. |
| Yeah, I fucked my share |
| And their mothers cuz I don’t care |
| Say you will. |
| Say you won’t. |
| Say you will |
| Talking shit. |
| You want it up the hilt |
| Always feeling sick and drunk |
| Raining at last, thank christ you cunt |
| Do me now with your heroin chic |
| Say nothing more. |
| Do not fucking speak |
| Calmly walk from slut to slut |
| Up everyone. |
| You know I don’t mind a fuck |
| No protection baby, who fucking cares |
| Take a look. |
| Come on. |
| Everyone stare |
| Life for life is just the way its at |
| I don’t remember last time I laughed |
| Call my woman but she’s never home |
| Killed everyone to use this fucking phone |
| Eye for an eye and all that shit |
| Rip you off cuz I need a hit |
| Sit-down-now-I've-had-enough |
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