Текст, перевод и аккорды “Kill Your Darlings”
- There's a script, but I ain't writing Left that stage all in my mind Cause I'm not hip to your sign language Sticky fingers of a different kind The same word, foreign language In one season they killed you twice Sweet smell shotgun fot the hip and blind She strokes the gun, feel how it's warm Got a mouthful dirt and razors It'll cut right through last month's flavour With my mouthful, wasted terrors Kill your darlings, kill your darlings Cause I tried being helpful Saying things I don't understand Can't come up with no new lines From their sweet surfaced mouths She strokes the gun, feel how it's warm Got a mouthful dirt and razors It'll cut right through last month's flavour With a mouthful wasted terrors Kill your darlings, kill your darlings Kiss the gun, bite the bullet Get off the stick, get on the can Well I've seen all their faces Sheking hands full of napalm traces She strokes the gun, feel how it's warm Got a mouthful dirt and razors It'll cut right through last month's flavour With a mouthful wasted terrors Kill your darlings, kill your darlings
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