Artist: the distillers
Song: die on a rope
Tell me something, tell me something
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me something
Will I die, will I die?
I wish that you didn't love me no more
I've been dead for years
I wish that you didn't own me no more
I've been here before
Tell me something, tell me something
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me something
Will I die, will I die?
No I won't
Tell me something, tell me something
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me something
Will I die, will I die?
I want to draw the blood from your neck
Spill the lies in your bed
I will give you a holy white rose
Cut the tongue from your head
Tell me something, tell me something
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me something
Will I die, will I die?
No I won't
Tell me something, tell me something
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me something
Will I die, will I die?
I belong to a line of red scent
Teach the heart to reflect
The wound is wise for primal black eyes
Theres a scarlet letter in my chest
