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Queensryche - Speading The Disease Queensryche - Speading The Disease |
*** Autor textu: Tate, Wilton *** Autor hudby: Queensryche | She always brings me what I need.
Without I beg, sweat and bleed.
When we're alone at night waiting for the call,
She feeds my skin.
Sixteen and on the run from home,
Found a job in Times Square working live S&M shows.
Twenty-five bucks and John's a happy man.
She wipes the filth away and it's back on the streets again.
Spreading the disease everybody needs
But no one wants to see.
Father William saved her from the streets.
She drank the life-blood from the savior's feet.
She's sister Mary now, eyes as cold as ice.
He takes her once a week on the alter like a sacrifice.
Spreading the disease everybody needs
But no one wants to see.
Religion and sex are power plays.
Manipulate the people for the money they'll pay.
Selling skin, selling God, the numbers look
The same on our credit cards.
The politicians say no to drugs
And then pay for wars in South America.
Fighting fire with empty words while
The banks get fat. The poor stay poor.
The rich get rich and the cops get paid
To look away as the "One percent" rule America.
Spreading the disease everybody needs
But no one wants to see.
Spreading the disease everybody needs
But no one wants to see the way society,
Keeps spreading the disease. |
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