The bay harbor butcher: Buried Alive

Love Kills

Sid was a punk rock king, Nancy was a broken queen, their lives were so glamorous, Sid and Nancy were a mess.
When you're hooked on heroin, don't you know you'll never win, drugs don't ever pay, you really did it your way.
Love Kills
We still believe in anarchy, it makes me so damn angry, Sid and Nancy meant a lot to me, you may be dead but your souls are free, like Romeo and Juliet, you two made a pact of death, like the needle that ya used, Sid and Nancy were born to lose.
Love Kills
Sid never meant any harm, he shot some dope into his arm, all he wanted was some fun, now she's lying in a pool of blood, allways loaded, always high, why did you have to die?.
I'll say one thing is, It leaves me with a bitter taste
Love Kills

miércoles, 22 de diciembre de 2010

Buried Alive