Beck
Текст песни Beck Will Die

He's your slime,
And he's out to break me
I can feel him in the distance
If he moves, if he breathes,
I will see him

He is guilty, he will pay,
He will burn in every way
He will taste the hell I bring
He will change his mind about you

I have grown
to see that you are better than yourself
You're more real
Than you pretend to be
He wears his hair,
He keeps it out there somewhere
Far away out of reach,
Out of touch with our scene

He is guilty, he will pay,
He will burn in every way
He will taste the hell I bring
He will change his mind about you