Blackie Lawless Songtext
von Henric de La Cour

It feels like life is gonna leave us young,
Would that be alright with you?
Or would you bitch about things not yet done
Things every man should go through.
If I wasn′t made of metal.
I would stay away, away.
As time passes my bones begin to itch.
My open sores too.
My resistance is starting to come down. I will go Blackie Lawless on you.
If I wasn't made of metal.
I would stay away, away.
I taste you but there is nothing to taste
My vision is blurred.
You remain calm and beautiful.
I am left disturbed.
If I wasn′t made of metal.
I would stay away, away.