Paroles de Waiting For Blood

There’s a man who's just been waiting here All night long As he watches you He's smiling there all alone He needs something better but he knows You're on your own All the street creeps and their pushers here Have all gone Slowly swept below the streets Where they belong But there’s something not right It’s the violence we love There’s a man in the darkness Waiting for blood Watch the broken television come to life As the story cuts right through you like a knife Under cold neon light, its the violence we love And from the gutter he crawls Waiting for blood