Strung Out "Ultimate Devotion" |
Jason: 1! 2! 3! 4! One o one point one Fahrenheit To some it's a fever, to her it's just right and I can't hold her and it's bringin' me down her blood runs hot but her heart beats cold she's a devil with an angels face I've been told I think I'll push my luck next time you're around Well I'd walk through fire for you I'd burn in hell to make it all true I never loved anyone else in this world but you A thousand reasons why I try to prove to you I'm not the other guy I don't give a damn what other people think (Ah!) She walked my way with that sick, fucked up smile A flare for the strange and a temper like a whip a soft hand clutches a riding crop grip smell of latex rubber-drives me insane beat him once then send him on his way there's no room in your life for anyone to stay engrave your moniker in welts of pain There's nothin I wouldn't do to prove to make these words I promised true I'd rather live my life alone than without you. You know I'd rather die then to fuck this up wouldn't get another try got one chance there's nothing I wouldn't do You be my master, I'll be your servant on my knees I beg to be abused. You can take the skin right off my back with a riding crop or a leather strap I'd take it all just to be with you I'd walk through fire for you I'd burn in hell to make it all true I never loved anyone else in this world but you. You know I'd rather die then to fuck this up wouldn't get another try You're my goddess and I worship you. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Jason: What's up guys? This feels fucken good man that's all i gotta say about that, thankyou. Thankyou very much. So incase you don't fucken know already, we're doing a live record and you guys are gonna be on it tonight. (cheers) O! Goddamn! I wanna dedicate this song to all you fucker's with a Strung Out tatoo out there... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |