history's stranglers
Singer:bronx, the
i left with shaking hands
i cut glass on my callused feet
cause i walk through miles of make shift mud
motherfucker. i want your blood!
i got the hands of history's stranglers
and the midnight sky reflects off my skin
i got the flesh of a million strangers
you're never gonna see me closing in
yeah. while you're sleeping!
is no need for your concern
i follow you across the county lines
and these beads of sweat feel like a flood
you motherfucker. i want your blood!
i got the hands of history's stranglers
and the midnight sky reflects off my skin
i got the flesh of a million strangers
you're never going to see me closing in
you're never going to see me closing in
breaking through your window
stabbing through your ribcage!