Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Army to Your Party, artist - Orgy. Album song Army to Your Party, in the genre Индастриал
Date of issue: 10.05.2018
Record label: D1, PRE
Song language: English
Army to Your Party |
You’re so lovely, thinking you’re above me |
You’re just a couple of pretty boys spreading white noise |
But everybody goes south when the truth comes out |
If I handed you a map and the key to my brain |
Would you take all the credit and crack the champagne |
As you dwell in your cellars and your house of pain |
I’ll bring my army to your party and dance the night away |
And have a laugh while the pretty girl beats you down |
With a sucker punch, down, down, down |
Don’t look at me |
'Cause I’ll never be what you want me to be |
You, you brought your army to your party but your fight is with me |
Don’t look at me |
'Cause I’ll never be what you want me to be |
You, you brought your army to your party but your fight is with me |
Won’t you show me what you’re really made of |
What you’re afraid of, everything to gain |
Now you’re so vain, go and yank your chain |
If I handed you a map and the key to my brain |
Would you rave about yourself and fake it all the way |
To dwell in your cellars and your house of pain |
I’ll bring my army to your party and dance the night away |
And have a laugh while the pretty girl beats you down |
With a sucker punch, down, down, down |
Your shattered ego scattered all over the ground, ground, ground |
Don’t look at me |
'Cause I’ll never be what you want me to be |
You, you brought your army to your party but your fight is with me |
Don’t look at me |
'Cause I’ll never be what you want me to be |
You, you brought your army to your party but your fight is with me |
Don’t look at me |
'Cause I’ll never be what you want me to be |
You, you brought your army to your party but your fight is with me |
Nah, I’m not the army to your party |
Got a baddie sitting shotty when I’m whipping that Bugatti |
Hold up… whoa, when we rolling down your block |
Keep that thing cocked, stash box, looking for the cops |
I’m fucking heavy artillery, we go hard with that shit |
We don’t take nothing from no one, I pull up with that stick |
I gotta keep the fire on me like a flame on a BIC |
I got some homies still in chains who do the same with that shit |
(Crichy) |
Don’t look at me |
'Cause I’ll never be what you want me to be |
You, you brought your army to your party but your fight is with me |
Don’t look at me |
'Cause I’ll never be what you want me to be |
You, you brought your army to your party but your fight is with me |
You brought your army to your party but your fight is with me |