I woke up this morning
With a sour taste
I hate being a liar
I'm tire of monotony
I'm tired of the truth
I wanna feel the fire
Well goodness gets you nowhere
In this life
You only get respect when
You use your knife
Wicked men get what they want
And no one bats an eye
Giving in to fleshly sin
Is a foolproof way to die
And goodness never got me nothing
In this life
I'll finally get respect when I choose
To use my knife
Blood Roses - Wicked Men Lyrics
Blood Roses - Wicked Men Lyrics
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I woke up this morning
With a sour taste
I hate being a liar
I'm tire of monotony
I'm tired of the truth
I wanna feel the fire
Well goodness gets you nowhere
In this life
You only get respect when
You use your knife
Wicked men get what they want
And no one bats an eye
Giving in to fleshly sin
Is a foolproof way to die
And goodness never got me nothing
In this life
I'll finally get respect when I choose
To use my knife
With a sour taste
I hate being a liar
I'm tire of monotony
I'm tired of the truth
I wanna feel the fire
Well goodness gets you nowhere
In this life
You only get respect when
You use your knife
Wicked men get what they want
And no one bats an eye
Giving in to fleshly sin
Is a foolproof way to die
And goodness never got me nothing
In this life
I'll finally get respect when I choose
To use my knife
Writer: Keanu Piccini
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid