Tadpole - Thistle Suit - Tad lyrics

rate me

What would make a man

Wanna fell like

Dropping his life blood on the

Carpet

What would make

A man hold a gun

Hold it straight to the temple of

His skull

Im not your temple

Your backbone

What would make a man

Put a gun to his temple

Cold gun to his head

Pull the trigger

What would make a man

Empty his life blood

Open up his head

Bleed it like a river

Your head blown

Your head blown

Your head blown

Your head blown

Taken down now

In the middle of hell

Takes the fear out of life

Questions why every single night

You’re my friend

You’re my blood

You’re my life

You’re my soul