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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеТекст (слова) песни: Savatage - Blackjack GuillotineBlackjack guillotine Razor sharp Always clean Gotta lie Very wide Once inside she knows what to do She knows what to do Skin tight China white Just another neon life In the vein Leaves a stain All the time you know that its true You know that its true So tell me what you had in store It doesnt matter anymore It never did, it never will But Ill be out there waiting still Youre moving fast but leaving tracks A compromise to your attacks There comes a time you want to take it back Back Back Back But cant think of nothing I Cant think of nothing I Cant think of nothing I Lack Junkie Credit card Gotta vein Goes for yards Hypnotised You decide Every neurons changing its view Changing its view Gentlemen Summarize Every lie Well disguised Dont forget Neuron death In the mind awaiting its cue Awaiting its cue And so we found it very mod The worshiping of lesser gods And lie they do For lie they must For they know its the lie we trust And so were out there laying tracks Wherever theres a vein to pack There comes a time you want to take it back Back Back Back Back But I cant think of nothing I cant think of nothing I cant think of nothing I lack The sailor asked how so young a man Could have fallen into such a trap And the ocean said the first time was with a friend Who now cant take it back It was a friendly gesture As they all claim at the time When that friend or kindly stranger Free of charge gave him his first line To harm this boy theyre sure to say Was never our intent And we were as shocked as anyone With just how far he went He never thought it dangerous As he stuck it in his vein That a needle that had seemed so short Could reach straight into his brain It was upon this very beach That his first line was tried And whod have thought way back then That here is where hed die If these words seem repetitious And the subject beaten dead The reason that I still say it Is it still needs to be said |
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