Cynics (The)

Ballad Of J.C. Holmes
Don't tell them anything `Cause they might lock you away Don't even sneak a smile You think that's gold `tween your legs Don't show them anything Don't even let on you care They'll know that you're insame Or even worse that you're square Better not mess with a skinny Little rat like me You'll see the depths of cruelty Don't stop your might creepin You're not alone in that crowd Spend all the day sleeping And tightly wrapped in your shroud Better not mess with a skinny Little rat like me You'll see the depths of cruelty Don't stop your day dreaming Just stay on top of that Cloud Killers and cops scheaming Letras de cancionesYou'll stand alone but proud Better not mess with a skinny Little Rat like me You'll see the depths of cruelty From Letras Mania