Smoke Society
Smoke Society - To the Devil His Dues songtekst
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Smoke Society Heel Boy Lyrics I've listened to you for far too long No style, no talent, no power Just a mouth full of foul words My fist would fit right in there Cashing in on empty threats Is definitely my favourite sport An appetite for violence Slowly rising through But I won't waste my hate You're far too worthless You're a fucking dog Tail between your legs Barking at my feet Asking to be beaten down Heel, boy Making real enemies Is beyond your talent Offering empty insults Is all you're capable of Scream all you like You can't handle me Take your best shot Time to have you neutered Running out of patience I gave you fair warning Now you have my attention Now you have to face me An appetite for violence Slowly rising through But I won't waste my hate You're far too worthless You're a fucking dog Tail between your legs Yanking on your leash Just accept that I'm stronger Heel, boy