| | Cold Slither II Lyrics Artist(Band):A Wilhelm Scream
cobra... cobra... cobra... dead weight cobra... cobra... cobra... the world gets dropped, left covered in rust we'll rule it with an iron fist behind a drum beat again it's all over you motherfuckers the moral to story is shit to a rug two fingers up if judgement comes and one keg stand for satan weak hearted sorry fakers, in times of danger they just fold up and run if you are, you are dead weight cobra... cobra... cobra... dead weight cobra... cobra... cobra... infection spread like iron to rust the cure for the disease like chain links surrounded me sometimes they are weak hearted sorry fakers, in times of danger they just fold up and run if you are, you are dead weight and we might just show the world the hopeless anger in us every other day is just more time to kill we want to wake to find the sound in aching waves from our hearts nevertheless, we're just staring at a wall manners, missed conscience! where are you now left staring at a wall before that sound forces us to stop, drop, and run, hear me now or watch the bodies pile weak hearted sorry fakers, in times of danger they just fold up and run if you are, you are dead weight when all the monumentous lecherous imitations you pull off start wearing off to show what you are if you are, you are dead weight If you find some error in Cold Slither II Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Cold Slither II The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "A Wilhelm Scream" Music | |
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