A Wilhelm Scream - Walkin' with Michael Douglas lyrics
[A Wilhelm Scream - Walkin' with Michael Douglas lyrics]
Send a doctor, take my pulse forget it
Feelin' it too hard is the poison
To the heart of a cynic redemption
Now I'm waking to pains and shaking
My guts are rotting out
I'm slurring my speeches
For fun and forget you now
Baptismal pool of my sleeping mouth
I apologize for these transgressions
Wish I could say that I learned my lesson
But the bottle, she's calling
To this sickness that lives with me
All these hungry, angry mouths, forgiven
Silenced, belly-up for a round, forgiven
Feeling it too hard is the poison
To the heart of a cynic redemption
Regarding my wishes, washed me clean
Ring me out over and over again
Just promise to save my
Place in your disgrace
A riot can start with fuck all abounds
A measure of apathy so proud
A promising son or a drunken sound
Is the distance between you and I so far?
So long to vitriol
The fuck you's the chain and ball
Forget it forget it forget it forget it
Feeling it too hard is the poison
To the heart of a cynic redemption
Feeling it too hard is the poison
To the heart of a cynic redemption
A riot can start with fuck all abounds
A measure of apathy so proud
A promising son or a drunken sound
Is the distance between you and I so far?