Poor Souls of Pompeii (The)

Don't Let Go
I get the strangest feelingYour far-fetched claimis all lies, is all lies, is all liesbeyond any doubt, my dearmay I make a suggestion:Just be quiet.Close your foul mouth.It's all lies, it's all lies, it's all liesBeyond any doubt, my dear.-I look at you and blood spills from my assholeBlue pills? Try to swallow!Your words drill into my brain,it's all lies, it's all lies, it's all lies, Whoa ho ho ho!Don't let goWhen you feel you've got it comingI won't let goWhen you fall asleep behind the wheel of aStolen car, and you get the same old notionI won't let you doWhat you've done before.So re-arrange the systemThe rules of the gameVerify, verify, verifyLetras de cancionesBeyond any doubt my dearYou give me indigestionThe smell of hatredWhat a fragranceBeautify, but it's all lies, it's all liesbeyond any doubt, my dearI look at you and my arse becomes my elbow, Red pills? Try to swallow!Your words drill into my brain,it's all lies, it's all lies, it's all lies, Whoa ho ho ho!Don't let goWhen you feel you've got it comingI won't let goWhen you fall asleep behind the wheel of aStolen car, and you get the same old notionI won't let you doWhat you've done before.Don't let goWhen you feel you've got it comingI won't let goWhen you fall asleep behind the wheel of aStolen car, and you get the same old notionI won't let you doWhat you've done beforeAnd you'll do nowAnd I won't let go... From Letras Mania