role Mental wounds still screaming Driving me insane I'm going off the rails on a crazy train I know that things are going wrong for me You gotta listen to my
I know you're faking, you try to get me back I know you're faking it Feel it's over Feel it's over {Bullet For My Valentine How we doing everyone?} But it?s my
die tonight. Take me for a fool, What the hell were you thinking? (All this time) Now I have to choose, 'Cause I'm done, no more faking. (Let me out
crack makers never left the neighborhood Cash rules everything except me That's what cream mean It don't rule the mind On valentines day nigga, you still
tounge that's lent to me When you violate, you pay the penalties Hard like penatentaries, bringing pain for penatentaries Vocals stresses, bullets rip through vests Valentine
re like the NBA Blaze when you want me stop, tough plot Big macs for every one you can eat, Pound for every pound you got Call me loyal, honored, armored in bullet
meaning of life for me. When I'm stuffing my cock into a nice, slimy pussy. The rest is all horse shit." Woman: "Your sense of values are really impressing me
that's lent to me When you violate, you pay the penalties Hard like penatentaries, bringing pain for penatentaries Vocals stresses, bullets rip through vests Valentine
you?re faking You try to get me back I know your faking it) Yeah!... Feel it?s over Feel it?s over Bullet for my Valentine How?re we doing everyone! But it?s my
me back! I know you're faking it! The end! (..feel it's over..) (..feel it's over..) (Bullet for my Valentine! *crowd cheering*) (How ya doin' everyone?! *crowd cheers again*) But it's, my
me, and all this juice all over my thighs, they didn't even let me sleep there. You think this only happens to me? You're crazy. You think this only
my v-lay, I bet you can?t do the samething all over and over again For something like about a weekand a half straight Duplicate to instant replay, I hate
? I said its those tight trousers that are making you cry Come an have a pint a mild And you?ll feel fine And listen to Abba Not Bullet for My Valentine
rappers only got heart on Valentine's And all ah y'all that wanna know how my metal feel It gets settled in the temple when my baretta kill My pen bleeds
invite to this function You know the one of the pic of my bedroom That's used for Kamasutra instructions You want to get hustling on this rush for lust? You can ride with us My
we're like the NBA Blaze when you want me stop, tough plot Big macs for every one you can eat, pound for every pound you got Call me loyal, honored, armored in bullet
drips out my balls and I be raw, for four score plus seven more I strike like a bowling ball, holding y'all hostage like hail, electrifying the third