Testo di Writhe in the spite

Everywhere I see it It's in every lost and dirty room In every sparkling city Beyond the lust and gloom We all writhe in spit To the sound of cracking whips Like water to the thirsty I lick the lies from your lips I'll shine for you I'll writhe for you If you want me to I'll die for you As the sun sets I know I'll be there somehow Writhing in spit Bleeding Writhing in spit Momentarily so delightful With a scent of early fall This self-induced slavery Will mute your every call We all writhe in spit With the taste of sweet defeat Like water to the thirsty I lick the lies from your lips I'll shine for you... We all writhe in spit I'll shine for you...