Слова:
Bile Head

Screaming in horror, deafening in hate. Bleeding with fear, writhing in pain. Retribution. Vindication. MY BRAIN IS POUNDING! MY BRAIN IS POUNDING! MY

or five It keeps grinding in my head And even God really exists, Why then is she always too late? It keeps grinding in my head It keeps grinding in my head

You gave it to me real low You gave me such a low blow You caught me with my guard down You floored me in the first round You gave it to me real low

Don't let go Don't look down NOTHING MATTERS So what can I do to try and help you Too far too gone too bring you back to me Head up high, hold on tight

Hey was there something that you wanted to say? I don't know what to do when you look that way, Cigarettes and tequila at 6, And the sung oing down on

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Never even thought it could happen to me Maybe I've been blind only others can see I'm in love What am I to do, can I let it show Do I keep it to myself

: Juice head Juice head Juice head Juice heeee-aaaaad Juice head Juice head

now you fill my eyes with your painted smile fill my eyes the things you say the games you play things you say yes i've seen all your heroes be the best