Текст (слова) песни: Overkill - The WaitNew High In Lows
"Aw, you up against it now mother fuckers! You think you`re big time?! You gonna fucking die! Big time! You ready?! Here come the pain!" Al Pachino `Carlito`s Way`
Waiting for my heart to stop, I hear it beating in the dark, It keeps me up here, where I lay. A constant source of agrivation for an overactive imagination, Keeps me awake, here where I lay. I... will wait.
Sizing up a brand new rope, to use it now would be a joke, To hang me up here, where I wait. Turning on the light that blinds me, to make it easier to find me, And light me up here, where I wait. I... will wait!
Erase the pain of what I know, Not the smell of mercy on me! I`m reaching down into a new high in lows! Not the smell of mercy on me!
Whats been doin` where ya comin` from? Where you been hiding? been missing more than some. Took a ride when I should`a walked, Got there way to fast. Should`a listened `stead of talked, First become the last.
Waiting for my heart to stop, I hear it beating in the dark, It keeps me up here, where I wait. But I... will wait.
Not the smell of mercy on me! New high in lows! Not the smell of mercy on me!
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