: Listen motherfuckers to this song that should be heard Thrown down in the gutter, it?s more than you deserve Kneeling fucking virgin, you know that
Listen motherfuckers to this song that should be heard Thrown down in the gutter, its more than you deserve Kneeling fucking virgin, you know that's what
Listen motherfuckers to this song that should be heard Thrown down in the gutter, it?s more than you deserve Kneeling fucking virgin, you know that's
Tradução: Guns 'N' Roses. Los gusanos de seda.
Amongst the pop-up blockers and censors Where claymore minds Are hidden at playtime The strings that hold a skeleton together where a worm weaves silk
Valentine and the pigtails in the bride I'm the still that carves the toes in your bottle I'm the lynch mob in the dark, I'm the silk worm in your heart
driving me hard Past the big hair on the Boulevard And up Mulholland where I made the scene Like the one that took little Jimmy Dean And then I shimmied up Wilshire like a little silk worm
me be I never will be your leman so true And I wish I were out of your company" She next brought me a sark of the softest silk Well wrought with pearls
growth, you parade around a kill so damn proud like a flat-line fetish had his feathers fanned out, war totem symmetry, skip into it gingerly, silk worms
inside the belly of the blame. Cutthroat's the result of pulp joke soaked in poacher constants, and not a jewel amidst coal wander prominent. Honor. I barter silk worms
crew choose fuel most, mine, holy trinity, tripple six, tripple x, city barrack, glutton for punishment super size me while you at it, he da: built hideous,silk
breast and replaced it with that unspeakable sanguineous ravening would repay a hundredfold in slaughter and bloodshed for their misdeed... I would hunt them to their worm
s arms to me I'm a young Norwegian princess or a milkmaid I'm the greatest primadonna in Milan I'm an heiress who has always had her silk made By her own flock of silk worms
Hart] I'm telling you, that's the truth. My wife has nothing to do with it. She won't hurt a worm. Not even a worm. Until I fired the first shot, then
Dog bone hunting Gives you back to yourself Standing before me The gargoyle turns Jutting jaws And the stubble burns I shift the blame To the worm in
