Tekster:
Poison Life Loves A Tragedy

've gotta stop living at a pace that kills Before I wake up dead Chorus: Good times, bad times How life loves a tragedy Heartbreaks, heartaches How life loves a tragedy

I've gotta stop living at a pace that kills Before I wake up dead Chorus: Good times, bad times How life loves a tragedy Heartbreaks, heartaches How life loves a tragedy

, displaced in the penalty box My enemies heart pumps poisonous blood, your choice, the slugs You do dirt in the rain, than your name is mud Major love

called home without a trace, And call this a tragedy? Is this a tragedy or a romance? We need a doctor, baby, Not a souvenir. This glass is poison, baby

empty threats We both wait to cease What I thought this would be The last threat has come undone To reveal what I've become Another victim of a poisoned love

matter it poisons and causes death The past is like an eternal funeral Years, thousands of them, I rotted in a monastic cell I resembled a stone, hiding

with a militant mind Gotta hit it, will die in a minute, did he feel it? Well then, get it rewind, you just trippin' on a nigga tryin' to shine But

'm a kreep, I'm a loser You're so very special, I wish I was special But I'm a kreep, I'm a loser I wish I was special, I wish I was special But I'm a

host given up for me Thou which wert once and then ceased to be Art now ensconced to chapters Of a lengthening tragedy Whilst we scream free Deep forests