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Текстове на песни: Asking Alexandria. Not The American Average.

(1,2,3,4)
All the things that you said was it all in my head?

Come on baby
Keep it down, honey hush your lips
Clothes trailing from the backdoor to the bedroom
And I don?t even know your name

(Woo) Give me all you?ve got
Make this night worth my time
Make this worth my time

Oh what I would give to live this night again
I knew when I first saw you
You?d fuck like a whore
You?d fuck like a whore
Hope they hear you screaming for more

Your thighs were made for cheeks to graze
My lips, your poison
They bring you down to your knees
Your thighs were made for cheeks to graze
My lips, your poison
They bring you down to your knees

(Oh, come on)

Girl get down
It?s almost over
Take it all the way (Oh!)

You stupid fucking whore

And after all of all my dreaming being only you
You?re standing there baby
Oh the things that I could do
Back to the wall with a drink in my hand
Back it up, baby; ride, ride, ride

One step too late
And I never told you (never told you)
That I can't take another disappointment
Breathing and grasping
All leads to another messy ending
Breathing and grasping
All leads to another messy ending

With your back against the wall
With your face buried in the pillow
I see you cold, I feel you heartless

Bitch, you stupid fucking bitch
You stupid fucking bitch

Fucking bitch


(Thanks to stars10955 and a7xisthebest23 for correcting these lyrics)