Letra de The Ghost Of Saint Valentine
Oh, pain I'm doing bad I'm getting answers to some questions That I never should have asked And it's getting old It's decomposing fact 'Cause when I thought it couldn't get much worse Life stabbed me in the backI'd rather face the gallows 'Cause nothing matters And I'll just change my nameThere is no love just appetite And its consequences keep you up at night Your appetite is lust at best And it's up to us to figure out the restI thought that I Was working towards the truth Thought if I waited long enough I'd put this passion to your use And in a flash Cut to me with head in hands In a fight without a cause, I am a wounded veteranI'd rather face the gallows 'Cause nothing matters And I'll just change my nameThere is no love just appetite And its consequences keep you up at night Your appetite is lust at best And it's up to us to figure out the restIt's not right now to lose control the way I do (I am a slave to this) (I am a masochist) This one's got whiskers, it's as old as ice, it's nothing new (I am a slave to this) (I am a masochist)I'd rather face the gallows 'Cause nothing matters And I'll just change my nameThere is no love just appetite And its consequences keep you up at night Well, appetite is lust at best And it's up to us to figure out the restAnd it's up to us to figure out the restAnd it's up to us to figure out the rest