Paroles de Oppressive Face

Your oppressive face Your oppressive face You're a dead man to me Your oppressive face Your oppressive face You're a dead man to me If your touch is gold If your touch is gold Why you only burn a hole? And I’d like some gold Glitter on my bones But I stumble on thresholds I won’t break a sweat Now that I'm the man You adore my brand A self-proclaimed high rank Accept me as a real boy Don't you know that I'm a real boy Accept me as a real boy Don't you know that I'm a real boy Self-proclaim Self-proclaim Now that I'm the man Burn a hole Glitter on my bones Self-proclaim Self-proclaim Burn a hole