Bonanzoid Deathgrip Songtext / Lyric

Bonanzoid Deathgrip

I'm not eager to achieve your life skills.

So, I slow down and scratch the itch between my chin and nose.



We're melting at sea. We're melting at sea.



Why do you take everything I say the wrong way?



i've built a black hearted girl without any soul or life inside,

so I can settle down with what a stranger would call my soul mate.



We're melting at sea. We're melting at sea.



Why do you take everything I say the wrong way?

why do you take everything I say the wrong way?






Vacate the vacancy. Stroll through the mystery bazaar.



To all concerned: find a gun, find a reason; help us come undone.

To all concerned: focus your anger and stop feasting like a fucking animal.



Vampires: they make their money at the blood bonanza.

Vampires: they make their money at the blood bonanza.



Disengage the deathgrip; it's a risk worth taking.



So, you lay there like a dying worm; brains all gone. Disslocate and suffer.

Fed up of choking on worthless blood, she's like a fucking crippled animal.



Vampires: they make their money at the blood bonanza.

Vampires: they make their money at the blood bonanza.

Vampires: they make their money at the blood bonanza.

Vampires: they make their money at the blood bonanza.