Text písně Children Of Bodom: You're Better Off Dead

You're Better Off Dead


War-eyes!
What's the matter with you?
What are you tryin'to do? We're wrecking the place,
And i don't get it Did I ever hurt you in any way?
If I did then hear my apology: FUCK YOU!

I'd give anything to batter you down,
All the way to 6 feet under
And why in earth should I stop until
I see your fucking ass drop

Mind your own business and leave mine alone
To take a look at the real world for a sec
It's a hell for heroes and heaven for fools,
What makes you the luckiest bastard on the earth

In the prejudiced mind you narrow yourself in,
I'm the servant while you're the king

Ohhhhhohh,
Til' tomorrow it's a better day to be,
Ooohhohohoh,
You're better off dead than fucking with me
Ohooohhoooh
What if there ain't no tomorrow
Ohooohoho
Well let me tell ya, there wasn't one today

Hey, if you like me so dare,
So, I know why I stop
And the only one step right
And it's raining flesh of pain

In the prejudiced mind you narrow yourself in,
I'm the servant while you're the king

Ohhhhhohh,
Til' tomorrow it's a better day to be,
Ooohhohohoh,
You're better off dead than fucking with me
Ohooohhoooh
What if there ain't no tomorrow
Ohooohoho
Well let me tell ya, there wasn't one today







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