The Horrorist - Haywire lyrics

rate me

Vomit, vodka

Lights on fire

I rip your shirt to see the sweat

My hands are on your neck, you feel it

I crash bottles against the table

Splatter you with glass and blood

When I scream

Your lust goes haywire

You go haywire

I pour alcohol on your head

I rip your things

I clap my hands in your face [2x]

I make recordings of your voice

You sound like a mutant

A smothered and lost weakling

I can't stand what I hear

I play yourself to yourself

I make you hear yourself

I push your face in the mirror

I bring you the noise

I tell you the story about a drugslave

But you're the slave

You're the story

Floating at me with lungs of meth

Crying for sex, crying

I scratch your tattoos

I pour alcohol on your head

I destroy your things

I push your face in the mirror

I bring you the noise (bring you the noise)

Face me, I'll face you down

Vomit, vodka

Lights on fire

I rip your shirt to see the sweat

My hands are on your neck, you feel it

I crash bottles against the table

Splatter you with glass and blood

When I scream

Your lust goes haywire

I kick you down

You cry for love<br />

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