Sore Throat - The Bronx

This is crazy, this is outta control

I gotta body but I don’t got a soul

Just like the challenger I’m gonna explode

Silver bullet shot a hole in the sky

I’m still alive and they don’t know why

King of the crucifix, Lord of the flies

Send me an angel

Send me a whore

Yeah

Listen up, I got the key to success

Kill yourself and let me do the rest

Pull the trigger cause this isn’t a test

Spot me a million, you can spit in my face

Suck out the poison, savor the taste

Poisonous prayer full of miracle waste

Send me an angel

Send me a whore

Come on

I know there’s a difference

But I don’t care anymore

I don’t care anymore

Let your reasons go

Let your conscience be

Mouth around your gun

Now you’re finally free

Send me an angel

Send me a whore

I know there’s a difference

But I don’t care anymore

I don’t care anymore

I don’t care anymore