Saturday Night Shakes Songtext
von Plague Vendor

In the heart of Saturday night
Nothing this wrong felt so right
They say I shouldn′t, I think I might
It's the thrill of the kill, it′s the feeling inside
Loaded up, washed out, corroded
Forced back, forced down
I've fully thrown it
I wine and dine myself
I take a look in the mirror but I see someone else

It's alright tonight
It′s just me and the voices in my head
In my head
In my head
It′s alright tonight
It's just me and the voices in my head
In my head
In my head


In the heat of the night
I′m scratching like a sick dog
Lonesome under moonlight
In need of medicine
A bottle, a cure
I'm a fiend for a friend
And nothing else can suffice
And it′s so hard to keep them satisfied
They say I shouldn't, I think I might
Caught in the heart of Saturday night

It′s alright tonight
It's just me and the voices in my head
In my head
In my head
It's alright tonight
It′s just me and the voices in my head
In my head
In my head