American Standards - "Bottom Feeder" |
These poison fingertips The venom on your lips Taste of regret And the mistakes that you have made Misery loves company I'm the death of that party Bottom Feeder! Parasite! You seize the day I'll Seize the night PARASITE! Devil Lady! Release your grip You've got a hold of me but you ain't seen nothing yet If you've the knife I've got the disease I want to cut every bit of it out of me I want to build you up Just to tear you down Fill half your cup Just to watch you drown We're the best at finding All the bad We don't care what we've got It's what we do not have Bottom Feeder! Parasite! You seize the day I'll Seize the night |