| 作词 : Mortiis | |
| Beat down, ******* up | |
| I'm drinking blood from the Devil's cup | |
| Now what you tell me | |
| I can't even get *******t for free | |
| Hey girl, I'll have it to go | |
| Ain't got no money so let's go slow | |
| In my room, this living hell | |
| A living hell in the *******t hotel | |
| Decadent and desperate | |
| Fair play cracks your pay | |
| Shoot me up and make my day | |
| Oh yeah, way to go | |
| You really are a damn good ho | |
| Oh yeah, at the *******t motel | |
| How I love being stuck in this cell | |
| ******* up in a *******t-stained sty | |
| Everything they ever said was a big lie | |
| Decadent and desperate | |
| You're such a ******* dog | |
| Looking for your special drug | |
| Decadent and desperate | |
| Beat down, ******* up | |
| I'm drinking blood from the Devil's cup | |
| Now what you tell me | |
| I can't even get *******t for free | |
| All right, come on | |
| In a year or two we'll both be gone | |
| Who cares how sweet your pain's gonna taste | |
| When it falls to *******t |
| zuo ci : Mortiis | |
| Beat down, up | |
| I' m drinking blood from the Devil' s cup | |
| Now what you tell me | |
| I can' t even get t for free | |
| Hey girl, I' ll have it to go | |
| Ain' t got no money so let' s go slow | |
| In my room, this living hell | |
| A living hell in the t hotel | |
| Decadent and desperate | |
| Fair play cracks your pay | |
| Shoot me up and make my day | |
| Oh yeah, way to go | |
| You really are a damn good ho | |
| Oh yeah, at the t motel | |
| How I love being stuck in this cell | |
| up in a tstained sty | |
| Everything they ever said was a big lie | |
| Decadent and desperate | |
| You' re such a dog | |
| Looking for your special drug | |
| Decadent and desperate | |
| Beat down, up | |
| I' m drinking blood from the Devil' s cup | |
| Now what you tell me | |
| I can' t even get t for free | |
| All right, come on | |
| In a year or two we' ll both be gone | |
| Who cares how sweet your pain' s gonna taste | |
| When it falls to t |
| zuò cí : Mortiis | |
| Beat down, up | |
| I' m drinking blood from the Devil' s cup | |
| Now what you tell me | |
| I can' t even get t for free | |
| Hey girl, I' ll have it to go | |
| Ain' t got no money so let' s go slow | |
| In my room, this living hell | |
| A living hell in the t hotel | |
| Decadent and desperate | |
| Fair play cracks your pay | |
| Shoot me up and make my day | |
| Oh yeah, way to go | |
| You really are a damn good ho | |
| Oh yeah, at the t motel | |
| How I love being stuck in this cell | |
| up in a tstained sty | |
| Everything they ever said was a big lie | |
| Decadent and desperate | |
| You' re such a dog | |
| Looking for your special drug | |
| Decadent and desperate | |
| Beat down, up | |
| I' m drinking blood from the Devil' s cup | |
| Now what you tell me | |
| I can' t even get t for free | |
| All right, come on | |
| In a year or two we' ll both be gone | |
| Who cares how sweet your pain' s gonna taste | |
| When it falls to t |