"This page is where you will find a few of my favorite Cradle of Filth Lyrics. "
Passenger f-maynard - here I lay still and breathless just like always still I want some more mirrors sideways who cares what's behind just like always still your passenger chrome buttons, buckles and leather surfaces these and other lucky witnesses now to calm me take me around again drive faster roll the windows down this cool night air is curious let the whole world look in who cares who sees anything I'm your passenger I'm your passenger drop these down and put them on me nice cool seats there to cushion your knees now to calm me take me around again just don't pull over this time would you please drive faster roll the windows down this cool night air is curious let the whole world look in who cares who sees what tonight roll these misty windows down to catch my breath again and then go and go and go just drive me home then back again here I lay just like always don't let me go take me to the edge
7 words - I'll never be the same, breaking decency Don't be tree trunk, don't fall on my living roots I've been humming too many words, got a weak self esteem That's been stomped away from every single dream But there's something else that brought us feaze (best guess,means discontent) Keep it all inside until we feel we can unleash I think that you made it up, I think that your mind is gone Should be glorified, now your wrong Suck(11x), (your fucking money, get fucking movin, big fucking ape?) Suck(10x), (you pig, you bitch) You and me are here alone face flat along the edge of the glass But I'm not here to preach, I'm just sick of (direction,the racial?) My parents made me strong to lift up that glass So why should I try, act like I'm a little pissed of With all that shit that needs to stay back in the shelf Because your fuck ass made it up, your fucking mind is gone Shoud've never glorified, now your right Suck(12x) Suck(10x) shut up you don't know me, shut up you don't know me Squeal like a pig when you big fuckin, big fuckin, ape!! Well I'll tell you about my (ball scratch, false dad), What's coming back jack, Well (dirtbag, turnback) Curse for in their words(for any words, four indian words) Whether not your fucking with (hurt) I'm making no sense, what's coming as I jump in ya(jubilla, jugrilla) I think I'm (something,stomping) naughty or most anybody So thinking of me by now but you go grab it And I can't think for who I am this shit I belong where they be, 'cause we can not give back those lives We exist to cease understand That god hates blacks shades and all the players Mr. P.I.G could I fuckin see Sure already done crushed my brothers dignity And to the jury can't be no turnerson my skin this color Does that mean I'm burned Cause your fuck ass made it up, your fuckin mind was gone Should've never glorified, WRONG!! Suck!(12x) Suck!(10x)
