Seek the Whore
Tracing your shadow through the filth and beers.
You sold our gamble for a dime-store thrill,
Marked cards in hand, moving in for the kill.
Your bluff is busted, end of the line,
You can't outrun this fury of mine!
Find the whore!
Down where the dirt and poison pour!
Find the whore!
Rolling the dice upon the floor!
Find the whore!
Ain't got nothing to lose no more!
[Verse 2: Thumping tom-toms and staccato guitar chugs]
Thick cigarette smoke eating up the air,
I'm betting everything on this dark affair.
Your lying eyes ain't worth a single spit,
The door is locked, I'm cutting through the shit.
Pay up the tab, rat, your time is done,
My rock and roll will make you turn and run!
Припев
Down where the dirt and poison pour!
Find the whore!
Rolling the dice upon the floor!
Find the whore!
Ain't got nothing to lose no more!
You really thought that you could slip away?
Now comes the piper and it's time to pay!
Scraping the strings, adrenaline so high,
You cannot buy me with another lie!
Припев
Find the whore!
Down where the dirt and poison pour!
Find the whore!
Rolling the dice upon the floor!
Find the whore!
Ain't got nothing to lose no more!
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