and i stood there, thinking i was either going to die or scare the next kid round the corner half to death Songtext
von dead boyfriend

You sold your soul to feed the rich
I sold mine to some drunk kids

You tied a string to your molar
I hid under the bed until it was over


You got some steady fans
I wear thimbles while you shake the soldiers hands
I couldn′t hold a flame
You walk strong and proud
I'm left out
As the one to blame
I kinda like the way you refuse to name
A mistake that I may or may not have made
Bloody with fame
I stood there thinking I just mightve had what it takes