Post by becca on Oct 20, 2006 12:56:18 GMT
Thank You for the Venom, talk about it here!
lyrics:
Sister, I'm not much a poet, but a criminal
And you never had a chance,
love it, or leave it, you cant understand
a pretty face but you do so carry on,
And on,
And on
I wouldn't front the scene if you paid me
I'm just the way that the doctor made me on,
And on,
And on
Love is the red the rose on the coffin door
What's life like bleeding on the floor?
The floor,
The floor
You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe
So give me up your poison
And give me up your pills
And give me up your hopeless hearts
and make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
Preach all you want, but who's gonna save me?
I keep a gun on the book you gave me,
Hallelujah, lock and load
black is the kiss, the touch of the serpent son,
it aint the mark or the scar that makes you one
and one
and one
You'll never make me leave
I'll wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe
So give me up your poison
And give me up your pills
And give me up your hopeless hearts
and make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
(guitar solo)
You'll never make me leave
I'll wear this on my sleeve
You wanna follow something
Give me a better cause to lead
Just give me what I need
Give me a reason to believe
So give me up your poison
And give me up your pills
And give me up your hopeless hearts
and make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
So give me up your poison
And give me up your pills
And give me up your hopeless hearts
and make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
lyrics:
Sister, I'm not much a poet, but a criminal
And you never had a chance,
love it, or leave it, you cant understand
a pretty face but you do so carry on,
And on,
And on
I wouldn't front the scene if you paid me
I'm just the way that the doctor made me on,
And on,
And on
Love is the red the rose on the coffin door
What's life like bleeding on the floor?
The floor,
The floor
You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe
So give me up your poison
And give me up your pills
And give me up your hopeless hearts
and make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
Preach all you want, but who's gonna save me?
I keep a gun on the book you gave me,
Hallelujah, lock and load
black is the kiss, the touch of the serpent son,
it aint the mark or the scar that makes you one
and one
and one
You'll never make me leave
I'll wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe
So give me up your poison
And give me up your pills
And give me up your hopeless hearts
and make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
(guitar solo)
You'll never make me leave
I'll wear this on my sleeve
You wanna follow something
Give me a better cause to lead
Just give me what I need
Give me a reason to believe
So give me up your poison
And give me up your pills
And give me up your hopeless hearts
and make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
So give me up your poison
And give me up your pills
And give me up your hopeless hearts
and make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will
