Hocico - Love posing as a prostitute

Tekst :

Tell me what price are feelings sold?
Yours are just cheap, my feelings can t be wrong

It poisons my soul, who needs this shit?
Now go away, I curse what you said

Revenge is what I feel
Revenge is what i m looking for
I want you to know, prostitute

Love s a bitch, double dealer, too dirt-cheap
Love s a bitch, it sets the price to hate

Fuck off this love, fuck off this caring
Fuck off these tears, affection I regret

Set the price now, sell yourself off
Sell me what s left from what the other s fucked

Revenge is what I feel
Revenge is what I m looking for
I want you to know, prostitute

Love s a bitch, double dealer, too dirt-cheap
Love s a bitch, it sets the value to hate

I buy you, so you curse the day our worlds crossed
I buy you, so you can t say no
I buy you, so you curse the day our worlds crossed
I buy you, so you belong to me

Inne utwory

  • Bloodshed
  • Flesh of your flesh
  • Ecos
  • Twisted lines
  • Sad scorn
  • Wounds
  • Spit as an offense
  • There was a time
  • Hell on earth
  • Tales from the third world
  • Forgotten tears
  • Temple of lies
  • Born to be (Hated)
  • Intoxicados
  • Su miedo
  • Banished

    • Losowe utwory

    Youth of eglinton

    The youths of Eglinton
    Won t put down their Remington
    The youth of Brixton
    They bave their 45 Smith and
    Wesson pistol pistol
    The youth of Utica Avenue
    They just can t keep cool
    So much gun shot some
    cripple some turn...

    Still smokin

    Still Smokin Bud, Still Smokin Weed
    King Edward, Philly Blunt, Swisha, keep groovin, Tampa Sweet, good ol
    Optimo, easy water, joker
    My lips get black and my fingertips burn and my eyes half way open
    Cough Cough and I´m chokin
    But bitch I´m Still Smokin!...

    The sign

    Hear the cry from the underworld,
    to pull you under
    It s the enemy, the journey ends here
    Light the path throughout the night,
    it s getting close
    Sanctuary in a hollow void

    See a sign appear in the dark
    Your sould...

    Make room

    Thats when you know a group is hip
    is when your parents say
    what is it with the hippy hip hip hippy glows
    and you cant understand a word they are sayin

    Back on up back on up
    aw yeah
    back on up back on up back on up
    aw yeah
    back on up back on up
    aw...

    Sliding away

    Not looking Back in anger
    With my fisfull of fear for this day
    It only could get better
    Forgot the joy of living in a haze
    It wasn?t me dear mother
    Being like a prayer in your thoughts
    And as i turned into this...