We Use the Pain Songtext
von Guano Apes
We Use the Pain Songtext
Could you step away? I′m a vicious girl
Could you fill the break?
We're on the right way to swing the little axe
It′s the right day to give up the tax
We use the pain for our fantasy
We need some pain to find the right way
We love the pain and want some more of it
Control the pain, chicken head
Right way turning, listen we are learning
Head full of noise, chickens got no choice
Heads are rollin', chicken blood is stolen
The rest of the chicken, wants to picke-nicken
Could you feed your chicken? 'Cause I′m hungering
Drinks and chips for free, the muscles like Bruce Lee
We use the pain for our fantasy
We need some pain to find the right way
We love the pain and want some more of it
Control the pain, chicken head
Right way turning, listen we are learning
Head full of noise, chickens got no choice
Heads are rollin′, chicken blood is stolen
The rest of the chicken, wants to picke-nicken
Painfull, the table's red, big storm and no regret
Dark side, we use the pain
Captain, we are lost insane
Mother, we cut the dump, mother
Mother, we all, we all, we all
Right way turning, listen we are learning
Head full of noise, chickens got no choice
Heads are rollin′, chicken blood is stolen
The rest of the chicken, wants to picke-nicken
Could you fill the break?
We're on the right way to swing the little axe
It′s the right day to give up the tax
We use the pain for our fantasy
We need some pain to find the right way
We love the pain and want some more of it
Control the pain, chicken head
Right way turning, listen we are learning
Head full of noise, chickens got no choice
Heads are rollin', chicken blood is stolen
The rest of the chicken, wants to picke-nicken
Could you feed your chicken? 'Cause I′m hungering
Drinks and chips for free, the muscles like Bruce Lee
We use the pain for our fantasy
We need some pain to find the right way
We love the pain and want some more of it
Control the pain, chicken head
Right way turning, listen we are learning
Head full of noise, chickens got no choice
Heads are rollin′, chicken blood is stolen
The rest of the chicken, wants to picke-nicken
Painfull, the table's red, big storm and no regret
Dark side, we use the pain
Captain, we are lost insane
Mother, we cut the dump, mother
Mother, we all, we all, we all
Right way turning, listen we are learning
Head full of noise, chickens got no choice
Heads are rollin′, chicken blood is stolen
The rest of the chicken, wants to picke-nicken
Writer(s): Sandra Nasic, Dennis Poschwatta, Henning Ruemenapp, Stefan Ude Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com