Bloodsport Songtext
It happened when the world was calling
All you could do was stare at walls
Your face become a sunken awning
A lukewarm lifeform
Your sentimental wish was something
A delicately wrapped last reserve
Trying to summon up a feeling
It sounds like bloodsport
Oh, I'm so sorry
All you could do was stare at walls
Your face become a sunken awning
A lukewarm lifeform
Your sentimental wish was something
A delicately wrapped last reserve
Trying to summon up a feeling
It sounds like bloodsport
Oh, I'm so sorry
There's no room for your throne
I'm so sorry
There's no real halo
Don't say you're sorry
If your heart's made of stone
There's no safeword
When the bubble explodes
A tiny square of dirt was something
A territory allеgory, oh
Kill a chicken without warning
Then eat what you stolе
The Silk Road calms your sweet tooth
Mango papaya peach
It doesn't matter who you call
You'll still be out of reach, oh
Oh, I'm so sorry
This world's just one deep throat
Oh, I'm so sorry What's left is melted snow
Don't say you're sorry
With an eye on the keyhole
There's no safeword
When the bubble explodes
You say it happened when you had no warning
Just Gucci revolution anecdotes
Of question marks and cunts in charge
Bend you over a barrel
Sell an apple when you had no warning
The poison turns to antidote
And pretty people everywhere
Will have to eat their clothes
Oh, I'm so sorry
There's no room for your throne
I'm so sorry
There's no real halo
Don't say you're sorry
If your heart's made of stone
There's no safeword
When the bubble explodes
I'm so sorry
There's no real halo
Don't say you're sorry
If your heart's made of stone
There's no safeword
When the bubble explodes
A tiny square of dirt was something
A territory allеgory, oh
Kill a chicken without warning
Then eat what you stolе
The Silk Road calms your sweet tooth
Mango papaya peach
It doesn't matter who you call
You'll still be out of reach, oh
Oh, I'm so sorry
This world's just one deep throat
Oh, I'm so sorry What's left is melted snow
Don't say you're sorry
With an eye on the keyhole
There's no safeword
When the bubble explodes
You say it happened when you had no warning
Just Gucci revolution anecdotes
Of question marks and cunts in charge
Bend you over a barrel
Sell an apple when you had no warning
The poison turns to antidote
And pretty people everywhere
Will have to eat their clothes
Oh, I'm so sorry
There's no room for your throne
I'm so sorry
There's no real halo
Don't say you're sorry
If your heart's made of stone
There's no safeword
When the bubble explodes
