Testi:
Fame Devil Thumbs A Ride

I don't know what to say You kick me away Roll me into a ball Then you kick me away Oh so far away But when I reach the wall Cause I, am scared beyond

I can see, despite your disguise The mask it covers, the pain in your eyes Imagination eludes the design Intoxicating the pleasure's all mine The feeling

When I'm in you You're all I see Peel back my skin And there's a devil in me If this is how it's supposed to be I'm just a relic Of forgotten generosity

I feel there's nothing I can do It's getting late There's no one home No messages on the telephone I feel so good today It's hard to stay away A hunter

want Virtual, electric screams I'm a killing machine I'm a killing machine I'm a killing machine Watch me and I'll make you believe May I hear or see A

Is it getting better Or have I failed to see Deep lines run your face Like a, like a river to the sea Small white flowers And acid leaves Lay above your