Zydrate Anatomy (feat. Terrance Zdunich) 歌词

I can't feel nothing at all I can't feel nothing at all Drug market Submarket Sometimes, I wonder why I ever got in Blood market Love market Sometimes, I wonder why they need me at all Zydrate comes in a little glass vial A little glass vial A little glass vial And the little glass vial goes into the gun like a battery And the Zydrate gun goes somewhere against your anatomy And when the gun goes off, it sparks, and you're ready for surgery Surgery Grave robber, grave robber Sometimes, I wonder why I even bother Grave robber, grave robber Sometimes, I wonder why I need you at all And Amber Sweet is addicted to the knife Addicted to the knife Addicted to the knife And addicted to the knife She needs a little help with the agony And a little help comes in a little glass vial In a gun pressed against her anatomy And when the gun goes off, Miss Sweet is ready for surgery Surgery Grave robber, grave robber Sometimes, I wonder why I need you at all It's clean It's clear It's pure It's rare, it's rare, it's rare It's rare, it's rare, it's rare It takes you there It takes you there Before you cut A change inside I can't feel nothing at all I feel alive Mag's contract's got some mighty fine print Mighty fine print Mighty fine print And that mighty fine print puts Mag in a mighty fine predicament If Mag up and splits, her eyes are forfeit And if GeneCo and Rotti so will it Then a Repo Man will come And she'll pay for that surgery Surgery