by William Control on album Live in London Town

Hate, I would forever lie I would fake all the times That you broke me down misery Hate, covered in broken glass My skeleton bones will last Far beyond flowers and dust So where would I be? Love, the

by William Control on album Live in London Town

Hate, I would forever lie I would fake all the times That you broke me down misery Hate, covered in broken glass My skeleton bones will last Far beyond flowers and dust So where would I be? Love, the

by William Control on album Live in London Town

Hate, I would forever lie I would fake all the times That you broke me down misery Hate, covered in broken glass My skeleton bones will last Far beyond flowers and dust So where would I be? Love, the

by William Control on album Hate Culture

Hate, I would forever lie I would fake all the times That you broke me down misery Hate, covered in broken glass My skeleton bones will last Far beyond flowers and dust So where would I be? Love, the

by William Control on album Hate Culture

Hate, I would forever lie I would fake all the times That you broke me down misery Hate covered in broken glass My skeleton bones will last Far beyond flowers and dust So where would I be? Love the

by William Control on album Live in London Town

Allow me to be frank at the commencement You will not like me The gentlemen will be envious and the ladies will be repelled You will not like me now and you will like me a good deal less as we go on L

by William Control on album Live in London Town

Lost a pound of flesh in suicidal dreams Drugged up on a London city street I awoke without a name in hell Found Scylla and Charybdis An empty train awaits and now I'm headed northwest To the beautif

by William Control on album Live in London Town

I feel nothing, fuck like sick despair All this suffering, goddamn, don't you care? Here's the rope, tie me up to the bed Pull it hard, break the skin, take me out of my head There's just one thing,

by William Control on album Live in London Town

I feel nothing, fuck like sick despair All this suffering, goddamn, don't you care? Here's the rope, tie me up to the bed Pull it hard, break the skin, take me out of my head There's just one thing,

by William Control on album Live in London Town

I awoke from a night laid in ice Well Goddamn she's gone Now my body's a mess The voices screaming no I can't hear a word And this gun eyes closed Will put my body to rest All I see is sadness I can

by William Control on album Live in London Town

I awoke from a night laid in ice Well Goddamn she's gone Now my body's a mess The voices screaming no I can't hear a word And this gun eyes closed Will put my body to rest All I see is sadness I can

by William Control on album Live in London Town

She wore agents prevaricator lights from the skyline flicker I wonder Will she give herself tonight Will she give herself the life Her black heels and stockings lies a perfect example of pleasure Will

by William Control on album Live in London Town

From "Underworld: Rise of the Lycans" The sinners crying were dressed like fame, The shame of knowing the guilty. The killer instinct to play this game, I know, we're nothing but filthy. You're in th

by William Control on album Live in London Town

I was Judas You were the kiss I was Wilde You are the prison Yeah, I wrote this suffering Inside the walls of my despair You were Isis I am the myth Oh Dionysus, you are the prison Yeah, I wrote this

by William Control on album Live in London Town

This is not a game we play This is our reality This is not a game we play Oh in the fire of the night would you stay In the fire of the night would you stay? This is not a game we play, You fall on y

by William Control on album Live in London Town

She wore agents prevaricator lights from the skyline flicker I wonder Will she give herself tonight Will she give herself the life Her black heels and stockings lies a perfect example of pleasure Will

by William Control on album Live in London Town

I've spent a lifetime crossing this culture Your sea of hate Others who found God, gray existing cold Let's all rejoice in the end times Of sorrow and grief and an ocean of love I can stare into a so

by William Control on album Live in London Town

Call me your master I call you my whore Get down on your knees Can you hand the violence, shoulder the pain? Now close your eyes A perfect servant Perfect to please I've come to destroy you Now call

by William Control on album Live in London Town

I feel nothing, fuck like sick despair All this suffering, goddamn, don't you care? Here's the rope, tie me up to the bed Pull it hard, break the skin, take me out of my head There's just one thing,

by William Control on album Live in London Town

Take off your clothes Welcome to the whipping house Where we spend all our evenings And we hurt those deceiving And we're safe from the outside world looking in And we're safe from the outside world g